what's real, Peter Pan?

The late December- Early January period is my favouritest time of the year. It has Christmas which feeds my great love to wrap presents and eat, New Year which allows me to catch up with old friends, feel better about the fact that i'd be getting a new set of resolutions to let down and it has the whole early Jan period which is always so brimful of possibilities, discoveries and potential. Its a brilliant time of the year. Most years anyway.

I've not really enjoyed this erstwhile favourite time of the year this time round. Its been bligted by This, plagued by That, marred by unruly expectations and messy connundrums. It has, however, been a real eye opener, a true blue awakener, a honest-to-goodness blast in reality. Life's not so simple babe. People cheat, people lie, people do whatever it takes to ease their carnal soul. They tear, they rip, they punch, they bully in a desperate bid to sooth their savageries; whatever they may be.

I say, beware the devil in the angel's mask. They are everywhere.
Maybe they are in the seat next to yours, or the one two rows down.
Maybe it was the person you met yesterday, or that nameless face from your faceless past.
Or maybe, just maybe, he's right in your seat.

Grow up Peter Pan, you destroyed your NeverNeverland...
Tinkerbell's too good for you...