I participated in a demonstration in the street and the situation turned chaotic. I ran away in the direction of my parents’ home, but I changed my mind and preferred to go back to my house instead. But then I felt I missed my parents so much that I had to pay them a visit. Their house was in a multi-story building. I started going down the stairs instead of going up. I found the entrance of some floor messy and a lot of works were going on. A modest family who lived there came out to receive me in the long, narrow and unfinished hallway. I continued to go down and found another apartment in a better condition. Three persons welcomed me there and they were an old American couple and their female friend. I went down again and reached my parents’ apartment. The entrance was tidy and clean but looked old. So many lanterns were turned on. I saw my mother arranging something and preferred to keep silent and unnoticed until she finished. Without being able to recognize her face I hugged her. I was overwhelmed by her warmth and tenderness. I felt happy. So happy.
Apart from the common wishes for good health and happiness at the head of every new year. 2012 is going to be a landmark nationally as well as personally. A lot of expectations and unanswered questions shroud the year. No amount of speculation or guess can ease the mind, so I have no choice but to wait and see how this year will treat me/us. I only hope it will love me enough.