New Year's eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on other nights.
The Old Year has gone. Let the dead past bury its own dead. The New Year has taken possession of the clock of time. All hail the duties and possibilities of the coming twelve months!
We canot do much anything about 'the Length of our Life..'But we can surely do a Lot about Its Width & Depth..Make YOUR Dreams Real in THIS YEAR . Happy new Year
