The grand celebration.. !

When we are born, there would be a lot of eyes at us and that moment which is supposed to be so special gets unnoticed by our innocent gestures. This moment is what we then try to capture by celebrating the day we are born and it’s got just two ingredients to make it wonderful, it’s gotta be special and its gotta be perfect. Today I was lucky enough to experience that moment, apart from the fact that it made me remember that this day was my birthday(but that’s a different story, as you get older you tend to forget it more :-) ). Apart from the marvelous get together(one of rare get together’s I had seen in South Africa) and the tingling of time pass gossips in the air, I had a wonderful celebration in one of the top notch eating joints with the joint staff singing ‘Happy Birthday’ song on an ending note. I played the part of being a true Indian by arriving at Indian Standard Time. My friends especially my roomy did an astonishing job of putting it all together to generate that moment.
'Dankie' to all of you, it would have just passed as another day without you!