If you know me, or know someone who knows me, you will be privy to the fact that I am a sucker for festivals! I love them…the lights of Diwali, the colors of Holi, the cheer of Christmas ( as a kid this particular festival awed me, the idea of Santa awed me) , the biryani of Eid….all of them. Regardless of which faith they belong to, I love the fact that they are a reason for people to celebrate. To feel special and get a chance to do things to make others feel special. The same is the reason that I am crazy about birthdays / anniversaries and the like. Mine or someone else’s. I'm the sort of person who would go and tell everyone I know that my birthday/anniversary is coming up a month beforehand ( ha!! the countdowns on my networking sites ;) )…on the other hand, I am also the kind of person who would plan something special…a surprise …a gift…a single flower in the most unexpected of places…for people close to me. And I’ll let you in on a secret. I've a whole lot of ideas for surprises for all kinds of occasions and no I'm not sharing them with anyone :P
1st July has come and gone and I celebrated my ** birthday :P...celebrated?!?!? I'm not sure of that, I felt nothing special on that day, may be partly because of the fact that as a person I've grown by an year. I can't fake cheer right.... why is this happening?? Am I refusing to stop being a child? Does the innocence of magic and festivals and birthday excitement suit only children? Perhaps it’s time I should leave all this behind. The joy of giving gifts is paled when the person getting it is half as excited as you are….ofcourse because your childish excitement is difficult to match! Perhaps this New Year I won’t make a fuss about sitting at home and reading a book….and this diwali I won’t go to friends and family to distribute sweets, like we did back in hyderabad …sitting pretty with a cup of coffee would be more fitting.
I'm a person who sees too much in nothing ...and well nothing in the most amazing or grandest of things. I'm someone who tries to see the world in a grain of sand, a garden in a single flower, an eternity in an hour....ha!! crazy?? I'm always in search of something that eludes me....perhaps it is me, I believe in magic and always hope something unbelievable happens...ha!! Y says, the truth is I have an enthusiasm of a kid....well may be, but there is no truth...its just human opinion after all....perhaps it’s time I grew up!!
1st July has come and gone and I celebrated my ** birthday :P...celebrated?!?!? I'm not sure of that, I felt nothing special on that day, may be partly because of the fact that as a person I've grown by an year. I can't fake cheer right.... why is this happening?? Am I refusing to stop being a child? Does the innocence of magic and festivals and birthday excitement suit only children? Perhaps it’s time I should leave all this behind. The joy of giving gifts is paled when the person getting it is half as excited as you are….ofcourse because your childish excitement is difficult to match! Perhaps this New Year I won’t make a fuss about sitting at home and reading a book….and this diwali I won’t go to friends and family to distribute sweets, like we did back in hyderabad …sitting pretty with a cup of coffee would be more fitting.
I'm a person who sees too much in nothing ...and well nothing in the most amazing or grandest of things. I'm someone who tries to see the world in a grain of sand, a garden in a single flower, an eternity in an hour....ha!! crazy?? I'm always in search of something that eludes me....perhaps it is me, I believe in magic and always hope something unbelievable happens...ha!! Y says, the truth is I have an enthusiasm of a kid....well may be, but there is no truth...its just human opinion after all....perhaps it’s time I grew up!!
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