Happy new year!

A year has passed and another is before me. As always it’s time for reflection. A time for looking back at all that has happened. The good experiences, the mistakes I’ve made, the chances I’ve missed. And of course, my lucky breaks. It’s time to reflect on the past to prepare for the future.

But above all, it’s time to move on. Always to move on. As the The Poet of the East, Iqbal, writes:

To move, to move, for ever move!
No creature of this world knows rest,
Nowhere can fabled peace exist,
All things condemned by tyrant laws
To wander, stars, men, rocks, and trees-
[…]
On motion all this world’s life hangs:
Such is the ancient doom of things
Swift runs the shadowy steed of time
Lashed by desire’s whip into foam,
And there’s no loitering on that path,
For hidden in repose lurks death:
They that press on win clear-the late,
The laggard, trampled underfoot.

 Happy new year to all!