Resolutions????? 🤔What ?????😂

A simple thing when a New Year begins. This is very popular and followed by many of us. This post is about the same.

A new year associates with the word resolution.

Resolutions- which are always made on the onset of the New Year.

Why are these resolutions so popular ?….

A New Year sets in a new hope and belief in all of us.

We all start in the belief that the new year will open a new account for all of us.

Which implies the expectations and the firm belief that all is going to be well

What we decide or set as our goal will definitely take a shape

Bygones are gonna be bygones and it is time to welcome the new year with open arms to cast its magic on us and our life with its magic wand .

For me too resolutions used to play an imp role every new year. But the funniest part was I couldn’t keep up the resolutions for more than few days . It wasn’t difficult to follow was easier not to follow . As simple as that.

A New Year brings with it fresh hope and renewed belief. It makes us feel as though life has opened a brand-new account for us clean pages, fresh entries, and endless possibilities. With that comes expectation and a firm faith that all is going to be well.

We begin believing that whatever we decide, whatever goals we set, will surely take shape. The past is neatly packed away bygones remain bygones and we welcome the New Year with open arms, hoping it will cast its magic on our lives with its invisible wand.

For me too, resolutions once played an important role every New Year.
But the funniest part? I could never keep them for more than a few days.

In my growing years, I was so carefree that keeping resolutions never really mattered to me. They were more a part of casual conversations with friends than serious commitments. It was just a customary question tossed around ,” So, what is your resolution for this new year ???.

The answers were often light, sometimes exaggerated, and mostly forgotten even before the first week of January passed. There was no pressure, no guilt, and certainly no self-judgment attached to it. Life flowed effortlessly then, and the idea of fixing or improving anything about it never crossed my mind.

Looking back now, that carefree innocence feels precious a phase where living in the moment mattered more than planning perfection.

There were many resolutions taken by me only to be broken later.

In fact, I strongly believe in the saying, “Resolutions are made to be broken.” 😂😂😂

Among all those memories, one resolution made in recent years still remains fresh and green in my mind. I absolutely love chocolates 🍫. The temptation, the melt-in-the-mouth feel chocolates are pure comfort. And soft bar Cadbury chocolates? They are my all-time favourite.

Last year, I boldly decided to stop eating chocolates as my New Year resolution. I even convinced myself that I would be firm and disciplined about it.

The first day began with a bang. I behaved like an ascetic, completely away from temptations as if chocolates had suddenly lost all power over me.

The day started off nicely, greeting people with a smile. Everything went smoothly, and I honestly felt that following this resolution wasn’t a big deal at all. There was a quiet confidence within me a feeling that I had control.

For a moment, I even believed that I might actually succeed in not breaking this resolution. I was extremely happy with the restraint I had shown, proud of myself for keeping temptations firmly under check.

Little did I know, the day wasn’t done testing me yet…

The day started off beautifully, greeting people with a broad smile the kind that silently said, “See? I can do this.”

Everything went smoothly, and I genuinely felt that sticking to this resolution wasn’t such a big deal after all.

There was a sudden surge of confidence. I felt I had complete control over my mind and senses. For a brief, glorious moment, I even imagined myself giving motivational speeches on self-control and discipline.

I was very, very happy with the iron grip I had over temptations. Chocolates seemed defeated. Cadbury had lost its charm. I felt invincible.

Little did I realise…

temptation was probably just taking a tea break before making a grand comeback. 😄🍫

The very next day, I received a beautiful gift neatly wrapped in colourful paper, ribbons tied perfectly to match. The packet was big, very big. And like always, beautifully wrapped gifts have a magical effect on me. I get instantly excited and lose all patience.

Without a second thought, I was ready to open it immediately. After all, it was a New Year gift!

With absolutely no inkling of what awaited me inside, I tore open the wrapping… and there it was a latest, biggggg Cadbury’s chocolate gift pack. And as if that wasn’t enough temptation, there was also a huge box of Ferrero Roche chocolates.

Wow!!!!!!!!

With childlike excitement, I picked up a Ferrero Roche ready to relish its melt-in-the-mouth moment. Just as I was about to surrender completely to chocolate heaven — ALAS!!!

suddenly remembered the resolution I had taken for the New Year.
A resolution that was barely a day old.

And there I stood chocolate in hand, temptation in full form, self-control hanging by a very thin thread caught between discipline and delight. 😂😂😂😂😂😂

Yes, it was my friends who had sent the chocolates as a New Year gift. Friends who knew exactly where my weakness lay. It felt less like a gift and more like a well-planned test of my willpower.

I stood there, staring at the chocolates, debating with myself. On one side was my one-day-old New Year resolution, still fresh and untouched. On the other side was a Ferrero Roche silently calling out to me with all its melt-in-the-mouth charm.

I first decided not to surrender to temptation and kept the chocolates safely aside. I even congratulated myself silently for being so strong.

The day moved on, and in the afternoon I settled down to watch a documentary on Netflix — feeling quite virtuous, I must add.

About half an hour into the documentary, something magical happened. Without much thought, I casually opened the chocolate box… and started enjoying the chocolates. 😂😂😂

My mind immediately reminded me of the New Year resolution I had taken loud, clear, and persistent. But this time, I was in no mood to listen to my mind. I had decided to listen to my heart ❤️.

The resolution didn’t even last two days but the joy of sharing those chocolates, laughing about it, and enjoying the moment did. And perhaps that’s the real lesson I learned: life is too short to be too hard on ourselves.

After all, some resolutions are meant to be broken… especially when they come wrapped in ribbons and filled with chocolate. 😂🍫

And just like that, my resolution was officially broken within a day.

No regrets. Only chocolates. 🍫😄

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