Birthdays…
by piscianemperor
Well right now, I probably should be trying to figure out how to apply graph coloring to system registers. Or reviewing the 8th of 8 dreary cloud computing papers. Ah but chuck it. Life is not about what you ‘ought’ to be doing is it ?
Birthdays. Not your own. But of people who are special to you. They are weird days you know. Weird, because they make you sad and happy at the same time. I have never been able to place my finger on why they give out mixed feelings. I guess they make you sad if you can’t be a part of the celebration. After all birthdays are about sharing right? Like, you won’t really sit in a room all by yourself and sing “happy birthday to you” thingy. And then birthdays are also about anticipation. Anticipation, of whether the person whose birthday it is, will like your gift or not. And then if they don’t, or worst, if you don’t give a gift at all, you feel all rotten. I have been at both ends of the stick- I don’t seem the type, but I had thrown a tantrum once because I didn’t like a gift I got (or didn’t).
My dad. Doesn’t read my blog. He doesn’t know it exists, for that matter. It is his birthday, a week from now. I wrote him a birthday card today. I hope the card reaches him on time (which as an after thought might be a small miracle, across the globe). But I really can’t describe the feeling I had while writing the card. I have never given a gift to my dad on his birthday. Does that sound very aweful? I guess it is. But it is only after getting my bum here that I have realized. Time you have with people you love is short. No, it really is. Who knows- it might not be the same always. What an ominous thing to say while talking about birthdays.
But it is true.
“I have never given a gift to my dad on his birthday. Does that sound very aweful? I guess it is. But it is only after getting my bum here that I have realized. Time you have with people you love is short. No, it really is. Who knows- it might not be the same always. What an ominous thing to say while talking about birthdays.” – True. Sometimes we take things for granted.
At the end of the day I don’t think it’s the gift that matters and the fact that you wrote this heartfelt message, and the card, which means a lot is really, really, really sweet!
It’s great to read a post from you after so long.
@Mia
Yes, that is true…it isn’t the gift that matters, but the gesture.
Thank you. I see that your blog is not private any more ;)
Will take time to read just a soon as these assignments get done. :)
“I see that your blog is not private any more” – I knew it..haha..you were going to write this. I’m much worse with FB! :D Don’t think social networking is really for someone like me.
When do your exams start?
@Mia
hehe..yeah, wasn’t gonna let you go scot free. Exams start this wednesday.
Good luck!!
I got no card on mine :@ :D!
By the way, fantastic post. You used coincidences to put your point through very well!
Very sweet post and very genuine thought indeed
Nicely written Roran….
And like Fez even I didnt get my gift on my bday…:(
@Sahil, Pratik
thanks !
@Neha
hehe. Sorry. Next time.
Awesome post Rohan.. One indeed should leave no chance to do things for people who are special to you..
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I go to school in Canada and we just learned about this
in the classroom. Thank you for helping me with the conclusion of my report.