Ushering in 2019

The Thumb Print speaks to people from different walks of life about their New Year resolutions



Every year on 31st December, the current year ends to give way to the new year. Everyone thinks and plan to do some new things or to accomplish the unfinished ones. My new year resolution for the coming year would be to keep myself healthy and motivated internally so that I can perform my professional as well as personal responsibilities efficiently and effectively. I will also try to remain calm to the extent possible irrespective of the situation. I will try to instil the sense of belongingness in each and every employee of my office and district working in various govt departments. This will help in improving the work culture and would increase the productivity and reduce the delays and dissatisfaction among the public. I will also make sincere efforts to grow and concretise the feeling of responsiveness towards fellow citizens among the public. Last but not the least, shall try my best to develop civic sense among the public for keeping their surroundings clean and urge them to refrain from indulging any activities which are detrimental to the environment and ecology.



The past was about the glamourisation of romanticism of the local. But I belong to the time when the socio-political or socio-cultural aspects of a region were widely exposed to a global context. In such circumstances, my struggle is that the periphery of the local has been transformed into a periphery of the global. The stress of periphery erases its mark like the marks on the belly of a pregnant woman. Can we see these marks as a memory of a coming life or the linearity? I am looking for the possibilities of new genesis and the re-conception of traditional values in the global context.



It is been a while since I stopped making resolutions for the new year. After all, promises are meant to be broken. And I decided that I can live without the guilt of having to face the ‘broken promises’ – even if it is made to myself. This is not to say I don’t have any resolution to live by – although I prefer to use the word ‘dream’. And I do try not to put myself under undue pressure by having to weave these ‘dreams’ within the boundaries of a calendar year. After all, the very objective of dreams is to break barriers. Every dream comes with its own destiny, its own journey. I dream of… well, I dream of many dreams — like all of us do. Or should do. Let’s not arrest it by trying to give it ‘definition’ as desired by conventional wisdom. But would definitely like to believe that I live my dreams by making films. And would love to take those dreams to more and more people, through my films…



I saw someone on social media write that maturity is believing a new year won’t change anything. In that case, I want to remain a child always believing in hope, a new day and new year. I have always been a planning-oriented person and feel comfortable to live knowing what I want and what I can do to make that happen. But while this is true about me, I do not stress if I cannot achieve ‘all’ the goals, just that I like even knowing what are the things I had wanted but that which never materialised.

My new year resolution is getting behind the wheel and driving my car which has been standing still in the garage for not just one year, two year but for five long years! Even the car loan from HDFC bank has come to a closure but I still have not summed up enough courage to drive a car. I am ashamed of myself in this one area. I know how to drive a car and now no driving school has anything new to teach me but I am just not able to take my car out for reasons that go beyond logic. What am I afraid of?

This resolution has been in my list since the past five years. This is where living in hope comes in. I still believe I can and should do it this coming year.



It’s all about that day when temperatures dipped suddenly in Guwahati and the woollens which had been tucked away neatly folded with sachets of potpourri sprinkled with essential oils (which hardly yields any results) is remembered with outmost urgency just like the way some people remember their friends only in emergency whom otherwise they do not bother to see or talk for months. The dark clouds marched half past our building and refused to retreat, the sparrows had already called it a day, the light outside was dim and gloomy and it seemed like dusk at 11 am. I sat down with my sister over cups of tea, biscuits and politics… our conversation turned left then right and stopped at a signal when a courier person rang the doorbell. Then we resumed our task of conversations while we took a roundabout way out to some crispy gossips which abruptly stuck on Taimur Ali Khan, the cute little adorable Nawab and the crazy attention he is getting at a tender age. And ultimately our informal chat took a u turn to the most cliched topic during December month i.e ‘new year resolutions’.

My sister said “my new year resolution would be not to form any new year resolution at all.” I quipped, “You just made one.”

Yes, the popular norm is that resolutions are meant to be broken. Over the years I have noticed that this topic is always raised on a lighter vein, almost frivolously as if it is okay to break a promise you make to yourself. My sister asked me surreptitiously munching on the savoury lentils mixture that she herself brought for me. “So, what’s your list of resolutions this time?” with almost a tone of sarcasm mixed with a smirk. I finally decided that my top five resolutions this year would be. Ok let’s count it from downwards,” I said

“5. Reading more books and less of social media.

4. Catching up with childhood friends more often.

3. Laugh more and regret less.

2. Calling and meeting my old relatives, who once were strong folks throbbing with energy but now weak, frail and often unwell. However,  their love for me hasn’t dwindled even today .

And last rather the no 1. would be … my long-cherished dream of writing a book (my family and a few close friends are literally pushing to do it for quite some time now).