As it happens every year since the past 5 years, Yesterday was another wretched birthday. This day is celebrated every year till your death and in some cases even after your death. The birthday, as the name implies is not the day you were born on but rather a day every year to commemorate that day of the month and the month you were born on. I never in the fast 5 years have got the feeling of celebrating life at birthdays. I have always felt a disgust at the things that I promised to do and never got around to doing then. The things I could have done but couldn't. Truthfully speaking, they are the days I get the blues.
So, this is what I did for birthday. Woke up, office, back home, read a book and off to sleep, after having food at regular intervals. I might not remember what I did the day I was born. But I am pretty sure all I did was wake up and go back to sleep after some milk. This, according to me, is an ideal way to celebrate the day you were born.
On a different note, I really like how some people remember my birthday instead of depending on Orkut. Maybe, they maintain a different database. Whatever it is, I like the gesture. Among those good enough to remember it were my parents and sister, Praveen mavauya, Kanwal, Kris, Katra, Meghana, Skg, Aditya, Vikash and Sanjay. Love you all.
Let’s stop the mushy stuff for now. Let’s have a party this weekend. More than anything else, it’s a good excuse to meet up. Next post is going to be on that book I promised “Fooled by Randomness”.
So, this is what I did for birthday. Woke up, office, back home, read a book and off to sleep, after having food at regular intervals. I might not remember what I did the day I was born. But I am pretty sure all I did was wake up and go back to sleep after some milk. This, according to me, is an ideal way to celebrate the day you were born.
On a different note, I really like how some people remember my birthday instead of depending on Orkut. Maybe, they maintain a different database. Whatever it is, I like the gesture. Among those good enough to remember it were my parents and sister, Praveen mavauya, Kanwal, Kris, Katra, Meghana, Skg, Aditya, Vikash and Sanjay. Love you all.
Let’s stop the mushy stuff for now. Let’s have a party this weekend. More than anything else, it’s a good excuse to meet up. Next post is going to be on that book I promised “Fooled by Randomness”.
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