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Day 7

Day 7 (25th December)

The last week of 2018 has arrived. I am completely at peace with myself, because 2018 has been so kind to me. But one thing didn't happen this year - an annual event that I had initiated in 2006. After 12 editions, it didn't take place this year despite my best efforts to push people. A legacy that I wanted to remember fondly died suddenly. But now there is a move to revive it early next year. Today I wrote the operative part of the brochure for the event. 

And there was one necessary but tiresome chore which I had been procrastinating. I managed to get it done while listening to Naushad's compositions endlessly on Carvaan. So life can't be better on Christmas Day. And yes, looking forward to wake up early tomorrow for the Boxing Day cricket. 

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