{"id":1010,"date":"2015-01-02T15:54:31","date_gmt":"2015-01-02T10:24:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/digital-banjara.com\/blog\/?p=1010"},"modified":"2015-01-02T15:54:31","modified_gmt":"2015-01-02T10:24:31","slug":"it-was-around-midnight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/digital-banjara.com\/blog\/it-was-around-midnight\/","title":{"rendered":"It was around midnight"},"content":{"rendered":"

It was around\u00a0midnight. I quietly headed to your door and waited so that I could announce my arrival at the right time.<\/p>\n

I could hear loud noises from inside your home. It sounded like a wild party was on.<\/p>\n

I waited, while I heard you scream and shout, over the din the music was creating.<\/p>\n

But you weren\u2019t alone. I could hear many voices joining you in creating a racket that could be heard from miles away.<\/p>\n

I got a whiff of alcohol while waiting patiently. It seemed to be flowing freely, though from the sound of people complaining at the bar, it wasn’t flowing freely enough.<\/p>\n

The party progressed, but it did not seem to go too well.<\/p>\n

I could hear you utter garbled nonsense, as the liquor took hold of your senses.<\/p>\n

I could hear retching, as you and your friends, unable to hold your drinks, expelled it from your systems, with your heads in the pot.<\/p>\n

I could hear angry voices of protest, both from women and their men, as some of your lecherous friends placed their roving hands where they did not belong.<\/p>\n

I could hear threats and counter threats, as testosterone fueled arguments turned into booze inflamed brawls.<\/p>\n

And it continued\u2026<\/p>\n

The music got louder.<\/p>\n

The booze flowed on and on.<\/p>\n

The stench became\u00a0unbearable.<\/p>\n

The arguments and brawls got more and more regular.<\/p>\n

And then\u2026 it was time.<\/p>\n

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IT WAS AROUND MIDNIGHT<\/p><\/div>\n

The countdown for me to make my appearance had begun.<\/p>\n

With what sounded like excitement and celebration all around, I politely knocked on the door and waited for you to open it.<\/p>\n

You did… that was the first time I saw you. And if first impressions last forever, yours was not very flattering.<\/p>\n

You were drunk to the gills.<\/p>\n

You were loud. You were lewd.<\/p>\n

You were boisterous and rude.<\/p>\n

You were incoherent.<\/p>\n

You were disgusting!<\/p>\n

Today, you expect me to be nice to you. To be lucky for you. To be kind to you. To bring you happiness, joy and success.<\/p>\n

But how can one be nice to someone who makes such a lousy first impression?<\/p>\n

How can you expect me to be kind to you, when you didn’t have the basic courtesy to welcome me with respect?<\/p>\n

How can I be the best you\u2019ve ever had\u2026 when you deserve no better than what you got?<\/p>\n

Respect deserves Respect.\u00a0Love deserves Love.\u00a0Care deserves Care.<\/p>\n

Contempt deserves Contempt.<\/p>\n

What goes around, comes around.<\/p>\n

You have sowed\u2026 and now you shall reap!<\/p>\n

And yes… you\u2019re probably wondering who I am?<\/p>\n

I\u2019m 2015\u2026 365 days of peace, hope, joy, happiness and success\u2026 for those who deserve it!<\/p>\n

Happy New Year!<\/p>\n

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photo credit: jonokane<\/a> via photopin<\/a> cc<\/a><\/p>\n

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