The
wish-you-a-happy-birthday chocolates are down to its wrappers in the drawer (
Card with my name on it has been preserved just because I've been addressed as
Ms instead of Mrs and I feel oddly happy about it)..my phone is back to its
normal state (just like an excited atom losing its electrons) and it seems
unusually silent now (since there are no calls except for the occasional dials
from the servcice provider)
My fb wall has
been completely filled with wishes from everyone (who appeared and disapperaed
before I could know it)
And all I am left
with is the bill from so call treat… and a bigg teddy sitting on my bed (and
sometimes I feel its staring at me in a creepy way)
I sit on the
irrefutably huge bed.. with almost half of it being conquered by the pink bear
and I’m still not in a good mood (WhAtT??!)
I am left with the
after effects of being hyper excited on a single day.
I share my
concerns with my husband who seems too sweet to listen to everything I’ve got
to say until he starts with his advice sessions!
He slowly looks at
me and says.. “You have to enjoy every day of your life. Not just the day you
were born! Try it this year and you shall not have to wait until its your
birthday again!!”
I am obligated to
say yes to what he has suggested. It seems sensible.
He looks proud to
have been able to convince me. And so.. turn over to his side of bed to sleep.
I take out my
laptop and sigh…
363 more days to
go.. until my birthday!
Some advices are
only valid until it applies to us :p +G. Harshini Lakshmi
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