The year started with a bit of confusion, caution and concern. I wondered whether Covid 19 will be deadly as it was in 2021. As the days progressed, I lost my Grandma on the second last day of January. Took time to heal and carry on with my life and the home chores.
I went to Delhi, met some old friends, it was good catching up. But the biggest event of this year was FIFA World Cup. It was a saving grace. I am a fan of Lionel Messi. I always prayed to God to make Argentina win the Cup under the Captainship of Messi, before he retires. On the Final day, the same emotion which enveloped me on the WC Final of 2014 came back with a bang. However, this time, I knew, I wasn't going to cry. And even if I cried, it would be out of happiness, say, tears of happiness. God was kind.
By the way, the middle finger of my right hand is injured. What a way to begin the new year. Anyway, I hope 2023, will be a blessed one. God be merciful!
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