Long time ago, some day, I graced this rotten and stinking planet with my auspicious and charming presence. I was born in a family which is called rural. There was already no shortage of boys in the family which made treatment to my arrival in this world very simply and ordinary. My family which always had lived in the rural India was unmindful of prevalent town practice of celebrating birthday. Even I did not come to know about it until I grew up a little and came to a town, but by then I was used to not bothering about the day on which I set my foot in this world. Hence, I never celebrated it up to my life.
But this month my colleagues who were completely unaware of my family tradition, insisted on me cutting a cake and applying to my face. It was shocking for them to hear that I never celebrated my birthday and cut a cake. However, they tried to convince me by saying... there is the first time for everything. But I was in no mood to meddle with a tradition which I now take pride in. There are many who do not know their birthdays and hence never celebrated. For them it is just like any other day, nothing special or extraordinary about it. Lalu Prasad falls in this category. When his party men asked about his birthday, he replied'' I don't know. My parents did not take down the date.'' But they were not let down by this negative reply and they themselves chose a day on which they celebrate his birthday every year.
Hence, it was collectively decided that on my so called birthday I would bring sweets instead of cake which I readily agreed. Seeing sweets on some one's birthday was a novel experience for many. Some said ''I have never seen anyone offering sweets on his birthday. You are the first one.'' My manager was the first person whom I offered it and in return she wished me a happy birthday. She was again shocked to hear me tell her '' Don't wish me a happy birthday as it makes me feel older. Wish me something which is desired by all and if we get it, we would eternally be grateful to those who wished it.'' What could it be? she asked. I said... live long and stay young. Such a reply left my manager, who for ages is used to saying and hearing mundane and repeated things which never mean anything to anyone, astonished and floundered. Something like this, in this age of globalization, is increasing remarkably. I see people say and do things and have expression on their faces which look fake and alien to me.
After manger, I went to my colleagues who by then had got the idea of what could be a nice wish for me and wished accordingly. Those people whom I offered sweets and had no idea of the developments, asked me what it was meant for. They were amused to hear my reply..... today is the day on which I graced your planet with my charming presence.
