New Year’s Eve is a day just like any other. It is an ordinary night separated from dawn by alcohol. A bizarre night confused by our counting. A night scared by firecrackers, shivering with cold like a puppet behind a toilet seat. It is just another repeat of the same night, the same as its yesterday’s predecessor, and even more similar to its tomorrow’s successor.
And New Year itself, baffled by us, oblivious of its uniqueness, suffers until dawn. It stares at us, poor but euphoric, empty-headed but sitting at tables laden with food. And it does not get it. We sound boring to it with the same old automatically repeated greetings we have learned by heart. Wearing black, at a ladylike distance, it is blinded by our distastefully tacky balconies. It is offended by pine trees mindlessly ripped out of the ground. It is disgusted with us because we are bullies that castrate its friend Nature.
We count until midnight, and it counts until dawn. It looks at all the mess we leave behind. Not the mess visible to our eyes, but the one in our hearts. It is appalled by the fact how much we, hypocritically, wish nice things to unimportant people, and are capable of doing the worst things to those close to us. It does not love us. It can hardly wait to run away from us. To get some rest from us.
So let’s do some honest things on that night. You’d better remain silent than wish someone something you do not really mean. You’d better bite your tongue before you, with you stomach full, have another generous helping of roasted meat. Remember this photo before you take out your wallet to buy yet another unnecessary present on sale that is not a real sale. You’d better give that person an honest hug. That is the rarest gift these days. Let us be inspired to forgive by New Year’s Eve. For the sake of such a high cause as forgiveness, the night will surrender to you like a girl in love, and will even whisper into your ear ‘’Take me”.
Forgive bad things other people did to you. Forgive “sorry-I-didn’t-mean-it’’ people. Even those who “meant it”. Forgive your empty wallets, even emptier discussions, your mistakes and other people’s expectations. Forgive those who sinned, knowing you have also sinned.
I wish all of us a more beautiful awakening to a better future. To see the light of dawn in our heads and our hearts. I wish you the kisses that send shock waves ripping through your flesh and tingling ripples over and under your skin. I wish you books that will keep you awake rather than make you fall sleep. Strangers’ smiles that will make you approach them and get to know them. I wish us new opportunities that will help us sail smoothly through future hardships. Beware of ivory towers, fool’s gold, loan sharks of the soul and some people’s good intentions. Always believe in luck. I am not going to wish you luck, if you do not believe in it yourselves, you will never have it no matter how much I wish it for you.
And, finally, I wish you – as much as I wish them for myself – some eyes. The eyes that will be watching you, seducing you, getting lost in you, crying with you, that you will be waiting for, that you will desire, the eyes that will make you reach climax together, that will return to you what you have lost and teach you where to find what you are seeking.
Cheers… Thank you for reading.
Translated from the Serbian by Svetlana Milivojević-Petrović
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