Happy Birthday to me

October 7, 2008

Yesterday I turned another year older, and made it to the club of people a quarter century and older! We (my flatmates and me) were supposed to go out to some Dhaba to celebrate, but the plan was postponed as they had their exams from today.  They were busy cramming away for the exams and I was checking my mail and listening to some music when it struck 12 on the night of 5th. My flatmates suddenly brought out a cake, lit the candles and we had a nice candle blowing, cake-cutting/cake-smearing act.  It was nice, probably only the third time I was having a cake on my birthday!  I kind of remembered my school days when I didn’t even get the chance to wear new clothes to school and distribute sweets as my birthday was right after the beginning of the October holidays!!

This was also the first time in recent years that I did not call my best friend, who happens to share his birthday with me, right at 1200, as he is now in the UK.  I was thinking about the time zone difference.. and rueing the fact that I had to wait a good five hours before calling him to wish him, but instead he called up within the hour and wished me! That was nice.. A couple of new friends messaged, and so did a couple of old friends.  My teacher Radha ma’am remembered and called, while a couple of really close friends almost forgot. Almost, as I caught up with them over phone/chat and got them to wish me!!!  You see, I hate to forget a birthday, and I thought I could spare my ‘bestest’ friends the guilt of forgetting my birthday!

A really old friend of mine remembered and had sent a mail that she was ‘almost certain’ that it was my birthday and she didn’t want to take a chance by not wishing!  I replied to her that she had indeed got it right.. She made my day.  It feels nice to be remembered.