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2016 AWAKENS!!

Dawn has broken. The feeble sun rays are bathing the world in glorious light. Inspired, a tiny seedling struggles to push itself out through the soil, its existence as fresh as a daisy. 2016 blossoms. It turns its face towards the sun. Alongside wilts a gigantic flower ,its time on Earth spent with creatures of all kinds, is over. It needs to return to the soil from which it was born. With one final glance at the sun, the petals fall and the soil pulls it into a hug, as though caressing and consoling it. The small sapling breathes in, with not a care in the world. It is the first day of its life , after all.
The D-Day has arrived. That day which we so eagerly awaited. The new year which all of us looked forward too has broken its slumber. YES, it’s 1st January, 2016!!

Everyone is rejoicing. There is nothing like the very first, freshest day of a new year. It is a multiple of 4, which means it is a leap year. Poor February will finally be reunited with its long-lost brother, and some people, whom I feel equally sorry for, will get to celebrate 4 years’ worth of birthdays and anniversaries. And of course, the most exciting affair of this year is the Olympics! Athletes, gymnasts, weightlifters, boxers, swimmers, tennis and badminton players shall congregate. The torch will be lit and the Games shall begin! All will come from different countries, continents and races, but their hearts beat alike. The same fire of victory and sportsman spirit burns in each one of them. Happy Olympics, and may the odds be EVER in your favour! ( To all the Hunger Games fans out there!)
I am, undoubtedly sad about 2015 drawing to a close. The Earth has completed a revolution! 365 days gone by, 52 weeks left behind. However, wonderful memories were created and shall always be retained. I, like many of us, will continue writing the date as .15 instead of .16 for a few weeks, at the very least!
I hope that many fascinating objects be discovered, many things be accomplished, the poor be fed and corruption be reduced in this beautiful year. The world would become a fine place to live in. Also, I wish that NASA’s satellite ‘Juno’ expected to arrive at Jupiter on USA’s Independence Day i.e. 4th July, 2016, will succeed in its mission.
May lovely and exquisite memories be made this year too!

Happy 2016!!

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