Turning 36
Somewhere along the aging process, crossing our date of birth during the year turns from joy to indifference to concern. At school, it was a lot of fun to distribute chocolates to friends, wear new clothes, be the centre of attention of everyone for a day. At least till my class 5, I remember my school did this part really well. Birthday was one day you could get out of the boring 'uniform' and wear a trendy dress. I felt 'different' just by wearing new clothes amidst others who wore the school dress. There was this ' Happy Birthday to you' song that was dedicated to the birthday boy by those innocent, sweet 'prayer song' girls who never spoke to me , but would smile at me just this day . Many teachers would not punish me that day for talking in the class or laughing secretly at a joke. No matter how much a loner I was, I always had two or three friends around me on my birthday in school. Then, during the teenage years began the 'acting big'. Tho