One year back, on this same date I wrote that 2013 was the worst year ever for me. I must change that to no fucking 2014 was the worst year for me personally! Fucking asshole this year was the shit sticking on the uncleanest asshole hair in the world!

Now that rage is out of the way, I am glad to see the end of 2014. It has been a tough and humbling year. It was the worst for me – financially, professionally, personally and every other way that you can think off. I hate 2014 with a vengeance. I cannot think of anything worse than going through that again. Basically being broke and suffering not of your own fault but for reasons that you cannot control and are beyond you. I am glad that is coming to an end.

So I hope 2015 is going to be a good year. Great? We will have to wait and see but I will settle for just a good and safe year. I will take it. Thank you and I am glad that I will be starting off the year with good news.

I had this dream a couple of early mornings ago. I woke up at 5 am and went back to sleep and that’s when I had this dream:

In this dream I was working in a large office complex and was with some colleagues discussing details on a project. Later the team of people we were presenting it too (another department, separate company or clients – I have no  idea). Everything went smoothly and there was a little celebration at the office with a late lunch. Some of us had plans to go out for the evening, take in a movie and a big dinner at an expensive restaurant. I started speaking to this woman I knew – she works for the other team but we were on very friendly terms and from the looks of it, knew each other quite well – who was a pretty woman with short blonde and black hair (roots).  By 5pm however there was something on the news (unclear now) and a bunch of us were watching the television in one of the big conference rooms. After a while this woman, who was sitting next to me at the back end of the room away from everyone else and I started talking, whispering more like it, to each other

As the news went on, she slowly put her head on my shoulders to rest and sighed! Taking it as a sign of positivity, I put my arm around her and gave her bare arm and shoulder a squeeze. Soon the others started drifting from the office and left the building, leaving excuses for not joining the dinner. She and I were the only ones left but we were having too much fun talking to each other and engrossed in our conversation that we failed to see that we were finally the only ones in the room. It was 7:30pm by then so I asked someone at the front desk to get us a cab and she & I walked down to the entrance. Cursing the others for bailing on the dinner & movie idea since I wanted to spend more time with this woman, as I stood waiting for the taxi to arrive, I thought to myself “Here’s your chance. Ask her to dinner somewhere or invite her home and order take out. Go for it” and was thinking of what exactly to say when she leaned towards me and said “Would you like to have dinner at my place? We can have some wine and talk and there’s a great little place nearby that will deliver excellent Italian food in a few minutes.” How could I say no?

So we headed to her place in the taxi, sitting next to each other, her right hand holding mine and resting on my thigh. We sat in silence just looking at each other and when we reached her building I quietly followed her to the elevator and we rode it to her 11the floor apartment, which had a gorgeous view. She let me in and offered me wine and we talked for a bit before we ordered food. The food came but it sat untouched on the dining table because she came up to me and started kissing me on the lips. We were on the couch, she sitting on my lap and my arms around her waist as we lost ourselves in passion. After what was almost 15 minutes she stood up and took my hand and guided me to her bedroom where we undressed each other and ….. you know! Did a little dance, made a little love and got down! Spent physically we lay there in her bed between the sheets she lying with her head resting on my chest as we talked for a while. An hour later, starving for food, we laughed and joked as we went into her kitchen and she heated up the take out food as I took some plates and glasses and set the table.

What seemed like hours later we went back to her bed and as I lay in there waiting for her come to me after turning the lights off she said, as she sat naked next to me “You know you are the first man I’ve ever made love to. Till now it’s all been women”. I wonder why but this excited me a whole lot more and I “rose” to the occasion. What a night! And then I woke up! What an amazing dream!

Yesterday I went with my mom to the hospital as she had to show her regular doctor the results of a test she had done, on his recommendation, at another bigger hospital. Since the visit was routine and he already knew that everything was positive & normal, she just needed to go there for a few minutes and show him the result and come  back. However due to the doctor being held up elsewhere we had a 2 hour wait before she could see him. While waiting I was observing other patients and standers-by at the waiting lounge of the OP section of that hospital.

I saw a couple of older people who were struggling to walk and get up from their seats even. One older gentleman, probably in his 70s, who seemed to have a back problem had come in all alone and just as he was leaving I could hear him on his phone telling someone that he was “done” and was on his way to meet them. A couple of ladies in their late 60s (like my mom) were helping each other get to a seat after speaking at the reception and looked like they could use some help. I got up to help them but they had already found a seat. I gave up my seat to another even more elderly woman as it would have bee easier for her to sit there rather than go all the way to the other side of the lounge where there were a few empty seats.

I hope someday that we develop medical science to such a degree, that even if we can’t stop aging or death, can atleast make us healthy enough to be fully independent to walk around and be active until the day we die. A lot of people stay relatively healthy even into their 80s but a lot don’t. I see a lot of people in their 60s and 70s struggling to cross the street, climb a stairway, get to places – I wish that could be wiped out. I have enough trust in the medical advances – see what it has done for us so far – that we will eventually get there. Not anytime now but perhaps in a few decades or so. That should be a huge focus for us as a race.