Today I turned 25. Twenty five!! I have a tradition of writing happy birthday posts every year. This time I am writing this post from my android mobile.. something I planned on my last birthday.
Right now I am sitting at my home in Karad, writing this post. It’s cloudy out there with occasional rain. Mom is planning about cooking somethingi like but I am going to tell her to make something simple.
As usual I have made some resolutions. They hance been on my mind for long time so they are not really birthday resolutions. But today is good day to get started.
Life has been good so far. There were some ups and downs and setbacks. But it really doesn’t matter. Because everything works out fine in the end. I don’t really have a solid goal for my life yet. I know a lot of idealistic people do insist on having a goal set and all that. But I am gonna play it my own way and not the way books tell us.
Anyway, got a surprise gift from my best friend y’day… Also had a great lunch with friends at famous hotel Jagat Bhari Kolhapuri (again). Came home early, spent time with dad, just me and him…it’s been nice birthday weekend so far.
Happy birthday to me.
I can never understand why do we need something like a new year or a birthday to make ourselves serious enough to have look at the life seriously?
Last year, on same day, I wrote this post. And a year before that I wrote this post.
This time, I actually do not have anything to write. Yesterday, in the evening, I was suddenly feeling like running away to someplace where people do not know its my birthday. Or some place where people will never bother any birthdays. May be it has something to do with recent changes in my life. Or may be it was just a plain burst of stupidity…
So I overcame the stupid feeling of running away and ran away from my office instead. I went home, sat, ate and slept only to be woken at 12 AM to face a perfectly aimed kick at my ass. I was spared of any pain by help of the cushioning effect…….
Anyways, birthday bumps were supplied in numbers and next moment I found myself trying to blow out the so-called stupid stubborn magic candles. They gave me a hard time. I finally pulled them off the cake and literally crushed them. Still one of it ignited itself again. After cutting, the Cake was smeared at all possible places and nobody bothered to feed me some of it in the end (I had to help myself, don’t know why ).
And finally the gift. My roomies gave me the laptop cooling pad. It’s a perfect gift for me.
And this is me in my cousin brother’s marriage. And why this photo is here? Well, its my blog, isn’t it? (and some people wanted to see a recent pic of mine )
Ohh I forgot one thing….. Happy Birthday to ME
Its my birthday today!!!
23 years ago, it was raining cats and dogs (and even elephants ) and my dad was standing with his friends at a small hospital in a small village, drinking tea and discussing Raj Kapoor and his movies. His face was bright with a great smile. A few moments later, a women, a nurse probably, came out of the operation room and informed him of my birth. Birth of a great personality, a boy who will do something that will make him proud. Someday. I was crying and crying and everyone was rejoicing out there. Poor me, had I known everybody was going to rush IN to *see* me, I would have stopped crying instantly.
Few years later, when I was old enough to kick my elder brother down from the bed (he was 2.5yrs old then), my first birthday was celebrated. And you can see that how troubled I was because of people trying to kiss me, pull my cheeks, trying to make me laugh, trying to lift me or simply trying to shake my tiny hand!!
Last year, I wrote this post on my birthday.