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.
I will make this post very short
In all I got very few gifts But they are worth having
First my best mates gave me a Laughing Budhha with his hands up in air. He is holding some golden things in his hands. Well its very cute little chap with tummy little bigger than me Here is his photo (click to see him clearly)
And I got a nice, sweet T-shirt from my senior-didi-guide-colleague-panjabi kudi-neighbor at office. Its a cool shirt!!!!
Finally I got a funky shirt from my you-know-who. Its a temporary gift I guess, as she is trying to get something(I don’t exactly know what) for me from many days and without me to help, she is finding it rather difficult. But I know she will manage it herself.
Enough for today. And thanks to all friends who wished me. Also I am little busy now a days and really don’t get much time for reading and commenting. Forgive me for absence, I will fill it later in timesheets
Note: Looking back at old posts, today, on 19 September 2008, I still think this is my most favorite post till date!!
I usually leave my office around 8 to 8.30 pm everyday. And I always walk the way back home which is not so far (just 1.5 km approx) from office. Listening to Radio Mirchi is my usual timepass while walking and I never really notice whats happening around.
Yesterday, something was different with my brain, my thoughts. I completed my work before 5.30 and was free to leave at 6. But no. Things can not go so easy if you are working in software industry. As I was about to leave, my team-lead came with news of some code rework we needed to do. Hell! I started again and continued until I realized it was quarter past nine and I was the only one who was still working. Silently I stopped working and left my seat.