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	THE SUN RISES AGAIN IN THE EAST As the red disc of the winter sun plunged into the abyss over the gloomy Western sky, a dark silky curtain fell on another eventful year, 2011. It was a restless moment of despair and hope, of disappointments and promises, of faded blossoms and fresh blooms. Time dies to be born anew, and existence plays hide and seek on the magical stage of experience. The dry dreary landscape of Chernobyl ravaged by the melting down of atomic reactors smiles again and Fukushima Daichi raises her humbled head and flashes a grin after the raging waters receded along with the much feared apocalypse. Time roars and cries, slaps and consoles, soars and retreats: her crazy creative hands shaping and reshaping destinies of hapless creatures. The bottom 99 percent raised their red banner of revolt, in Gandhian fervor, across the globe, in the Wall Street, in the Tahrir Square, in London, in Chengdu, in Delhi and Mumbai, in Myanmar, in Libya, against the 1 percent, crying for economic and political justice and freedom. The Corporate wizards smiled indulgently beneath their tight upper lips, granting the freedom and right to protest only to protect their freedom to produce and profit. Devils and angels danced in duets as the invisible hand waved a magic wand imposing an order of inequality. Steve Jobs left his mortal coil and ascended to the world of virtual immortality whispering under his last breath, ' wow, wow, wow'. When winning strategies become death traps and the rich, the famous and the mighty dissolve like clay dolls in the swirling fury of flood waters, time like an innocent child frolics on the sands of eternity. And the wise muse whispers: everything changes,but nothing is lost. The sun will rise again in the east, in fact the sun has never set, only a few have turned their back on the sun. The year 2012 has come on stage, fresh and agile, youthful, confident and competent, waving and cheering, and the crowd has already forgotten the weary face of the past year and has begun singing and dancing for the new would be hero. To forget and forgive is a blessing and to start on a clean slate is a boon. The sun that sets in the west is the sun that inevitably rises in the east. The curtain that fell will lift and will reveal a new landscape and new sky and a new hope. The old that died is the child that is newly born. The oldest is the newest. To see that truth is wisdom. Grieve not for the fallen and the falling, whispers the wrinkled voice of the grand mother. 2012 has arrived. This is not the moment to harbor dark thoughts about the economy, about politics, about falling values in private and public life, about our collective health or the future of the planet, or fate of the world. There is a time for everything, for love and war, for mourning and celebration, for rest and work, for dreaming and doing. The discerning one knows it. 2012 is a baby, full of promises, hopes and dreams. The tireless Time gives us one more chance to shuffle things again, to wipe out the old patterns on the sands and redraw our destiny. And become the master of life and its denouement. If you fail again don't worry, try again and the year 2013 wouldn't be far away. The sun will rise again in the East, but first it has to set in the West. Or does the sun ever rise and set? SWAMI BODHANANDA Bodhananda Kendram Tiruvananthapuram, Kerala 30th December, 2011
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