Friday, December 21, 2007

Happy Birthday Dude... Have a blast !!!!

Happy Birthday dude.... Have a blast.
Probably the sole one liner which i trance forward as birthday wishes to one and all. So, the locution needs to common to both thy neighbour and thyselves.

Probably this approaching birthday made me wonder,why and how on earth does this day create so much excitement among the recipients???? a trait commonly or infact outrightly, observed in all of the anthropological genres (girls majorly) i have befriended. Is this really the day when you seat yourselves at the throne of felicity and expect others to pamper you, shower yourself with goodies and wishes alike??? Is this day deservant of the pompousness and grandiloquence which you ascribe it to???? Is this the only justified occasion to corroborate that you are indeed one special creation????

I must admit that i have been no exception to these flavouring when i was young. The start of December used to elevate me to the pinnacle of a virtual Happy Mountain which then chute with exponential speed as soon as the day was over. Being the shortest day of the year (22nd December) made only matters worse for me. I reminisce with acute nostalgia the days when my friends in colony used to come over during the party, and i stationed myself at the entrance of my house allowing only those with a gift. And then as i evolved/matured, (a polite way of saying that i degraded) i used to treat my friends in school in a disc/pub where everyone lost his senses as we only went to Oxygen or Delhi Devils (liquor free). (I am still deprived of the wonderful blessing on manking as concieved by smokers and alcoholics). However, contentment and propitiation are two distant attributes which i have always aimed to accomplish, but, they always seemed a further mile away with every passing birthday.

Last year, i had the blessed opportunity to spend my first birthday at college. I call the opportunity blessed not because i had my coterie around, but because i could use the day towards some authentically genuine service, which i guess, everyone is expected to undertake on days which are special to him. Its been quite a few years since i have been donation flour to the blind school near my house during the birthdays of people special in my life. However, last year after my major examination, i sped to Madhav orphange in Gwalior where i distributed apples and oranges to the kids. It was then that the feeling of contentment ebbed to the brim. Those smiles, those verbalisms, those countenance and those gratitudes enlightened me beyond expressions, beyond descriptions. Since i had a party planned back in coll, i had rush back and i was very repentant that i was compromising the real celebration for a societal celebration which neither redeems nor restores any unfeigned archetypes.

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I must realise that this year is a benchmark, one which marks a transition from an average college kid to an untested corporate resource. I have some very important goals for the future and i must pledge to pursue them with all sincerity and dedication. I must pay due cognisance to the fact that there will be distractions galore, both warranted and unwarranted. However, i must pervade through them with undeterred motivation. Also i must do away with the rashness which has been my perennial doom speller in the past. Just another moment of silence will help me silence the sceptical negativism.

Cheers to yet another completion of a successful year. May you march with austerity towards being a subservient force for your parents and an assertive force for the posterity.

1 comment:

johney said...

Happy Belated Birthday. lol
I really can't remember if I were there at your birthday.

And going to the orphanage was a really good thing you did. I once read somewhere, "The Greatest of Charity is Love". I don't believe that.

God gave you this beautiful life, it is your right to live it. And I think Birthdays are there to celebrate life.