Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Birthdays!!

Birthdays!!

What I used to like about birthdays: cake, presents, friends, wishes, Birthday!
What I like about birthdays now: friends, solitude, wishes, Birthday!

But how peculiar is it that as time passes on, the things one likes about birthdays decreases gradually. It could just be 'maturity' or being busy. Whatsoever, its a sad thing anyway. Well maybe its a varying trend for a few. Cakes have become something cliche in my life. Presents are not novel anymore with the advent of social platforms or whatever. 
But whatsoever, every year contains 1 birthday of yours.
How peculiarly legitimate is it, the word 'birthday'? Birth and day. 
Think! 16th Birthday. How cleverly or how unknowingly did the person name it birthday? 16th-Birth day.
Every year, you are the same as you were last year. Every year, you're a completely different person. You're just like an android upgrading  itself regularly. Every year, you're novel, unlike birthday presents, someone new to have a look at, unlike birthday cakes and you get a chance to look through how you're new and better. 
Every year, you're reborn. Hence they say 16th-birth day. That that day was the day you were born for the 16th time. A 16th re-incarnation. 

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