Another year that ended the journey of life. Hopefully this year will be full of happiness and progress.
Today another New Year's sun has risen. There was never a moment's difference in the rotation of the sun, moon and earth. The month and night never stopped. Flowers bloom and smile on time.
The winds scatter their mysterious fragrances in the air. The seasons come and go at their appointed times but every passing year leaves some bitter and some sweet memories for us. Now for the last two years the whole world has gone through a new experience and problems in the form of covid-19.
Covid-19 swallowed the lives of millions. Many of our loved ones are still separated from us, but many lives are smiles on earth. Many flowers adorn the courtyards of houses. Suffering comes and goes. Epidemics used to come before but the same pure caste has also kept the courage to face these sufferings inside man.
He has also given them the strength to endure and endure. No matter how great the suffering, no matter how difficult the situation, but a few moments of happiness dissolve these bitterness. God has placed great flexibility in human nature. He continues his journey. Moves with courage and perseverance. That is life and that is the beauty of life.
So no matter what happens in the last two years, if you analyze, the scale of happiness will still be heavy. I have seen and always felt that the time to come is better than before but we lose patience and many times we get frustrated but then time and circumstances change so much that we regret our own attitudes.
The first moment of the new year should be full of hope, belief, dreams, colors and emotions, but also full of life. Sadness does not suit us. We will not hang the shackles of sorrow around our necks for long. We will sing songs of joy and the winds will blow our songs on the mountains. It is said that as soon as December and New Year come, every poet opens his Pandora's box and lots of poems begin to be revealed. In fact, December and New Year's moments are very romantic and dreamy. December Carromans has been with me, at least for ages.
Someone has said that December does not suit me but my December always appeals to me. In the same way, the joy of the new year is felt in a better way after this December. I am a poet. So, whether it is December or November, I always find the poems associated with them beautiful.
So let's repeat some poems again today. I am sure that you will welcome the new year with eyes full of hope, belief, dreams and colors. The cards were exchanged between friends and then we kept these cards for years.
Whenever we wanted to remember a friend, we took out this bag of cards. Opening a pile of cards would open a window of memories for years, but now this hobby is no more.
Circulation is so preoccupied with travel and so many tasks that you don't even get a chance to recall any memories of the past. But in fact, we must be accountable for how much we have accomplished in the past year.