Ever since one month was left for my birthday (since January 5
to be precise), I've been thinking about birthdays. A lot.
Personally, I'm a little obsessed with birthdays. Not the
parties, certainly not the gifts, not even the feeling of being one year older,
but the general victorious feeling of "It’s MY day! "
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Now that I'm sixteen and
11.5 months old, I do know:
ONE person who will turn 17 along with me
ONE person who will turn 18, and,
ONE person who will turn 91 (now That’s a long life :)
And so, My Birthday has been
diluted in its uniqueness by being shared by THREE others. Oh, and of course,
Ronaldo does exist, so does Abhishek Bachchan. Ahh, celebs made it FIVE.
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There are some people in my world whose birthdays, try as I
might, I don't remember. But then there are others, not even my friends, whose birthdays
I don’t forget! The irony is that I don't even wish them on that day, even
though the whole day a part of my brain is singing happy birthday to them.
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When I don’t attend someone’s birthday part, I feel guilty. Does
that happen to you? I also think by not being with them on their day of the
year, I’m letting my friendship down. Yes, I know that’s too much thinking, but
I can’t really shut the brain up!
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| Cake 1 last year |
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| Cake 2 last year |
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| Heh, indulging in a little ego-photography |
you had an amazing birthday.......all your friends enjoyed being with you n we all knw u had a great 17th birthday!! :) :P
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Indeed I did. thanks a ton for making it great!
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