I am from Chennai. Though my parents' native is Vellore, they settled in Chennai before my birth. My school, my college and my first job were all in Chennai. So i never got a chance to stay away from home till the age of 22. As i was not a hostler during my college days i never experienced or gave birthday bumps, nor thrown the rotten eggs and tomatoes. On the day of my birthday i generally get up early (as i am a software engineer now i felt thats worth mentioning :-)) and take oil bath. i will go to temple and then fill my belly with the sweets my mother had made. This is was the routine till last birthday but I never knew that for my next birthday i wont be with my parents. Everyone says the only thing that is permanent in life is change. Thats true. I got a new job and relocated to Hyderabad by Jan 2007. As i am going for CAT coaching in the weekends it was little difficult for me to frequent my home. But as i had a big circle of friends, enjoyment was not a problem for me.
Last week(4-6-2007) i celebrated my 23rd birthday, a memorable birthday i would rather say as it was a birthday full of surprises. First of all i never knew i would be celebrating my birthday till 11 pm the previous night. It was decided during the dinner at pizza hut. My friends invited me to their house for celebrating my birthday.
"Nope he cannot come with you guys", said a shrill voice, "he needs to accompany me back home", solicitous about reaching home. She added few more, "Else i will also join the birthday party celebration at your residence".
My friend quite intimidated by the deal she put forth said, "I will drop you at your home in my bike", and saved the day.
"Nope he cannot come with you guys", said a shrill voice, "he needs to accompany me back home", solicitous about reaching home. She added few more, "Else i will also join the birthday party celebration at your residence".
My friend quite intimidated by the deal she put forth said, "I will drop you at your home in my bike", and saved the day.
It was 11 pm, all bakery were closed at that time. They don't know what to do. At this time the hero of our gang came up with an ingenious plan. Why should we cut cake why cant we cut an ice cream bar??? Agreed, but where to go for ice creams ?? He had an answer for that too. Having a very generous heart, he made up his mind to sacrifice his half eaten ice cream for this noble cause. It was two minutes before midnight and everything was set on table. At the stroke of 12 i cut the cake sorry the ice cream into 4 equal quarters. Then we started to take snaps with each other and finished the ice cream. It was birthday bumps next. Thank god they were too gentle. Finally the celebrations ended with a pleasant chat. I thank my friends who made this birthday different :-)
