‘The New Year syndrome’
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Ever seen how happy and hopeful people are when we get into a New Year? Forget the
jubilation about actually making it in to the year. I’m talking
about their expectations of what the New Year holds for them.
Everyone from the
jobless, Obese, smokers, heavy drinkers, school leavers, etc. All seem
to think that the upcoming year will bring with it good fortune and an
abundance of opportunities just ready to be seized and exploited.
Now there’s absolutely nothing wrong with a
bit of optimism and a prayer for some good luck. The problems comes in, however
when the strategy includes just the two aforementioned factors only. The only
way to ensure that an upcoming year is a good or indeed a great one is to use
the year before to prepare-there are no surprises when it comes to progressing in
life.
Apologies for
coming across as a preachy know it all, but the truth is that I am quite
familiar with this tendency. Out of all the years I spent yearning without a
plan and hoping without direction, things only turned around when I finally
sweated and sacrificed to make things happen. It was only because of this work
and preparation that on the 31st of December 2010 I could celebrate and hope
for big things from the year we were about to usher in.
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Lastly, dear
reader. If for some reason you haven’t realised that in this country things don’t
come particularly in a platter (except of course if your last name is Oppenheimer
or Rupert and your great grandfather’s first name happened to be Harry or
Johann, well as the Americans would brashly put it, YOU’RE SH*T OUT OF LUCK!). In
this great land in the South you and I are responsible for our own upliftment
and will particularly be held responsible by our descendants if they find
themselves in the same situation in which you and I currently find ourselves.
That seems gravely
unfair, right? But unlike our Great-grandfathers you and I will not have the
luxury of evoking APARTHEID when we’re asked about why our family names are
still associated with peasantry or a shortage in the success department.

