39th birthday..

My last birthday in 30s (sigh)…. Seriously I wanted to cut the cake atleast this time!

I have to thank God for helping me out every moment of my life! Making me realise my capabilities and shortcomings during each passing year..

Do I have any regrets? Nope, none I believe. Each stage of life had its own sweet moments…

Childhood was something that I will always cherish al d time.. I cud never imagine a world out of my small home town.. I grew up knowing d people around.. every birthday was special as I got a lovely new dress.. still remember very clearly walking to church with my grandma holding my hand (such a wonderful feeling).. she would keep on telling all the people around ‘Today is her birthday’ and I will shyly try to hide on her white mundu… a special delicious payasam would be made with lots of love... more than eating d payasam I enjoyed distributing it in d neighbourhood!

Life was full of fun.. n I suddenly realised am no more a kid.. teenage was great fun... lots of friends and the most important thing - our never ending talks!  Still wonder what we spoke at the road side till it turned dark and my mom would have to shout..  It was during this time that Birthday's started to have a cake.. friends would share their pocket money to arrange a cake from the local bakery for the birthday girl... the proudest moment was giving chocolates in the teachers room and receiving their comments on the new dress!

Somehowv  , I was very eager to become a youth.. God had all plans in place for me! He guided me to this big city, for once I was scared of d crowd n  the language but that was just momentary... I managed to overcome everything within a span of time!  I spent my best years in nuns abodes. Birthday's became a reason to celebrate.. indeed d best yrs of my life..

Then I made d most important decision of my  life. I got married. Responsibilities of a wife.. daughter-in-law.. mother...  followed. Here I slowed down a bit! Of-course Navin always tried his charms to make my day special and happy.. I always cherish the memories of the cold coffee with ice cream that we would share during every birthday together - as a special treat!  Somehow my feelings of celebrating subsided, there was no feeling as such ! it’s like any other day, but cook lots of food.. wait for people who are toooo busy with life, and feed everyone around,  clear d table wash d plates all alone.. maybe this made me possibly sad! May be I expected a bit more !

The story continues….. then, J comes a little princess, my niece is born on the very same day! I knew things will never be the same again, I will never have a birthday or cake cutting any more nor an ideal birthday celebration of a quite dinner with family,  but I was happy that I don’t need to be cooking and cleaning on that day!