So what! The meaning of it has reduced to just a summation of a digit, addition of a year to my existence...fortunate or unfortunate, I wouldn't go to that discussion. Nevertheless, for a die-hard optimist and a hopeless romanticist like me, blows and blunders of destiny and fate hold but little importance...what bothers me is my never ending hope of a new beginning! I was somehow determined to spend the day normally and without much hollow hypes and far cries, but even without riding a hobby-horse, I had a great fall from all my minimum wishful thoughts of the day! Well, as usual I just shrugged the hurt and dirt, looked around merrily as if nothing happened (grimacing with good humour) and walked ahead with an undying zeal in search of few happy moments, fighting back the tears all the time. Sometimes the presence of the ones whom you love the most becomes so hauntingly indifferent and hurting that you would rather feel like sobbing in loneliness than putting a fake smile for them! But then at night I wished myself with a new dream in eyes 'Happy Birthday To me'!!
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