My birthday

It was my birthday yesterday and Time just, sort of, inhaled that day out of my life. It began suddenly and ended abruptly, with a million things happening at work, missing so many calls, attending so many more, and finally finishing up and reaching home at midnight.

What was really nice was getting a call from my cousin’s fiancé. Last year, there were a few people in my life. By this year, they have exited and made place for new ones. I really like this dynamism of the circle of life.

I have a little nephew now, who loves having his face splashed with water. I have a new would be sis-in-law who keeps notes of people’s birthdays. I have new little neighbour who chugs watermelon juice every morning while his mum hums a nursery rhyme. I have some really nice colleagues who got me flowers and organized a lovely cake. I don’t particularly like chocolate, but the color of this cake was such a rich, mesmerizing brown. I immediately thought of a beautiful horse with a glossy sheen galloping on a beach.

My birthday, this year, wasn’t a rich, multi-layered, creamy, decadent pastry. It was a rather homely slice of warm and sweet raisin bread.

Quite a nice surprise!