Birthday - probably the most anticipated day of anyone's life but sometimes it so happens that we're anticipating a birthday even when the cake won't be having our name on it. After all, who doesn't like surprises?!!
"Let's plan his birthday," this is where it began. These four words were more than enough to send the three of us into the total event planner mode. It didn't matter that his birthday was still 15 days away, we had to start thinking, obviously. The mere prospect of seeing his face that would be showing no other expression but surprise and happiness and everything nice that you can imagine of would send the entire swarm of butterflies dancing in our stomach. Everything had to be perfect, flawless and all the other stuff which may be going on was secondary for a couple of days. The birthday bash took the highest priority.
We could have easily bought everything from any xyz gift shop but where's the fun in that?!! The fun part was surfing YouTube videos trying to figure out what the lady in the phone is trying to say and then putting the phone aside and staring at the craft papers for a long while as if everything she just said would magically come true.(Of course that did not happen!!) All the craft lessons we took when we were toddlers came back to life; it was as if we were 8 again. But one has to start somewhere right and what better start than to go to someplace nice to eat; tummy wants what it wants and it's nearly impossible to get out of it when you've got big time foodies for your friends. The secret meets when we would meet to make the presents and I would say, "Screw the gifts, give him a call and ask him to join us" to which they would say, "Would you calm down crazy woman!!" Yeah, okay I may seem a bit dramatic at times...And it's so damn funny how hard we think when we have to reduce a sheet of 50 by 50 to the one which would measure 42 by 42!! What if our calculation isn't correct or do we have an extra sheet in the same color? Oh! we don't, so this has to be correct...All of our voices collide and wouldn't make any sense when we would decide to do it anyway. The scale fights, shouting at each other because us crazy retards are not used to taking orders from anyone and making paper pyramids on someone's head when they're working because that's swag...But when everything was done and dusted; it was one of the moments when we were super impressed with ourselves. Oh and did I mention the day we went shopping/eating?!! I guess not. It was supposed to be for the birthday boy but I don't recollect how did it turn into one for us. It was 30 minutes of shopping and 2 hours 45 minutes and 75 seconds of hogging food. Well, even we had to look good for his birthday, didn't we :P
(Also, to those who haven't watched the video of cheap thrills stop reading this for a while and watch it..Trust me, it's too damn cute. )
And we just know that all our efforts were worth it when he is rendered speechless for a moment when he opens everything. All that we had imagined - the smile on his face, the sense of satisfaction drawing on us; finally came true. We do let him have his moment but not for too long because well, admit it..food is important!! His birthday was so memorable that not even the moments we had in the car are blurred...All those fist fights and "unicorn's horn" which would make no sense to anyone but us and loud music blaring from the speakers and clicking pictures as if we were not going to meet ever..these things are etched in our brains, forever.
I wanted time to stop, right there, in that very moment and probably not ask it to move ahead, ever but I have this really crazy, stupid and tall friend and he says, "If what you're wishing for was to be true, wouldn't all these moments lose their value?" and I hate it when he is right. However, while going through my photo gallery for I don't remember which time because I lost count, I did realize one thing - Maybe it's not the birthday that's so special as the person whose name we ask to put on the cake...
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