What is it about new years and hope? every year, as the last number (of a date) increments itself by one, our hearts are filled with joy. the change of just a number makes us feel closer to hope somehow, for it feels like an opportunity to restart and re-kick life; just as earth begins another revolution around the sun. we plan and decide on resolutions and try to transform our lifestyle in hopes that this new year, we just might keep a new habit. Getting rid of lazy habits somehow feels like the perfect start to utilize this another chance, a seemingly perfect time to take up all the procrastinated- since forever activities; but seldom do we pause to ponder- why is it that every new year beginning feels like a new beginning in life? Why do we wait for a change around us, to begin the change that we yearn for inside, but aren't motivated enough, resolved enough to push it through and implement, in our mundane life. Seldom do we realize, that waiting for a new date is another excuse to sustain the old convenient habits, in hollow hopes that maybe this new date will lead to a newer version, a version of ourselves we often dream about, but lack strength, courage and motivation to put in the continuous effort that a transformation in reality requires.