I have this habit of celebrating my birthday for almost 3 months every year. It starts off in March & goes on till May. Actually when I was a kid, my parents inculcated this habit in me & I just couldn’t get rid of it. Even before I started thinking…I knew & believed very strongly that 29th April is the most beautiful day. And I don’t think I could ever get rid of this notion. I wish all parents could give this to their children.
But since last week, I have been thinking about people who are not wished by anyone on their birthdays. I have no idea what it might be like. I’ve always had friends & people who have taken out the time to wish me & I’m thankful for that! However, I couldn’t help thinking about people we label as chipkoo. The fact is that they don’t have friends for whatever reason & they try to mingle with others. Yeah it’s irritating, but more than that it’s saddening. Even I personally know such people…rather than understanding the problem, I find it irritating when they try to mingle with my friends. We also come across people who are being very nice & then without any reason, they become weird or jealous, & such strange cases are never being solved. For a while, we think about their weirdness & then weird memories are being wiped out.
Anyhow, I’m writing this, cause I really want to thank all those people who at some point or the other made me feel special. I have so many faults & in spite of that, I know I am well loved. I just want to say that I have 1 & a half regret in life…I wish I had taken those risks which I didn’t, but over all, I think it has been a good life.
There are people I am not in touch with anymore…there are people I left…there are people I didn’t get to know…but the fact is that good memories will stay with me & those who have contributed will always be remembered.
