Birthdays deserve a post!!

No matter how unexcited I be
and the age keeps pestering me,
Someone said a Happy Birthday in advance
And my smile was back with a dance 💃🏻

My Birthday is my most favourite day of the year; of the month and even of the week. Birthday is a birthday.
I feel less excited than I used to be as a kid. (Mind it, a single Birthday still is more exciting for me than probably someone's entire life incidents may be).
I start waiting for it in phases and I have my different set of countdowns for it:
As soon as the year starts.
27th June tells me it's just a month.
I love July and as it starts.
10th July is my sister's birthday and I just have to wait for another 17 days.
20th July and its seven days and those seven days are my happiest days of the year.

I cannot be calm, literally and figuratively and any adjective may be happily added to it- excitedly 😝
Ohh, how I wait for this day!!
As a kid, I would save my dress for Birthday. Even if it was a dress I got for Diwali. I had to wear a new one on my Birthday. It was never really a party but I loved distributing toffees, candies when in school- wearing the colourful clothes (which were mostly white- white being my favourite colour). And most of all, I've always loved the attention the Birthdays bring with them. I loved all of it.
I had a few rituals for the Birthdays (some remain, some just made peace with time- I had to grow up):
Visiting the temple (its on)
Toffees and chocolates for everyone (replaced by sweets)
Cake cutting (its on)
Calls and messages (they're on and I reply as enthusiastically as it's a kid enjoying them)
Oh, new clothes and dresses (so much more now)
Evening Puja (its on)
Counting of Birthday wishes (I understand they mean much more than the count now) (grew up 😂) – I count my blessings now

I love monsoons and rains and July.
Even when Birthday now means a number which tells me I'm getting old. It bothers me quite a bit only till someone tells me- Happy Birthday in Advance. The happiness of the Birthday is much more than the gloominess of the number which counts my age. There could never be anything which makes me feel like a kid as much as my Birthday.

More on this during the day. Much love for everyone reading through!!
A. ❤️

Aug 30

Day 1:

Lesson– People are going to be mean, you need to get better- only for  yourself.

Where it came from: My boss shouted (not literally but figuratively) on me- in front of the staff for selling without his information. No matter how loud I be, I still cannot take someone shouting on me. It just makes me feel bad. I walked back to my cabin, evaluated the reason. Wrote a simple mail (was totally intending to put my Satan sarcasm into it). I’m a sales manager and I need to take my boss’s permission for selling. Well, from his side, I actually get ruthless when selling. However, with the simple mail I wrote, I got the response “Good”. I needed to mend this bruise more than my boss. And I just did that. Rather than sulking and feeling bad about this scenario, I made it peaceful for myself.

MHQ (My Happiness Quotient)- It got late at office today, and I’m one person who’s “forever hungry”. When I was packing my bags to leave, with food all over mind- I see a big Apple that my mom had put in my bag, this  morning. It was enough to keep me alive and reach home without having a headache (starving makes me dizzy and I develop a headache). I wasn’t as happy with any other meal of the day as elated I was, on seeing the Apple.

Learn to learn and stay happy!!

Edited on 31st: because I wrote it as Aug 29 when it was 11 pm of Aug 30. P.S.: I forget a lot.