Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow;
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
As I pack my things in my city and start for a new city & new beginnings several thoughts flash in my mind. I have mixed feelings. I am very glad that I am into a better role and better company that too in my favorite field of Knowledge Management. However, I am not comfortable leaving my Amma and Nanna. In all these years, I was never away from parents and home.
Looking forward eagerly to start my new journey with loads of enthusiasm.