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BornDay 2022

Birthdays feel more and more like a day to be celebrated and dreaded at the same time. When did this happen? Hahaha....

I remember the days when I would plan well ahead of time, inviting friends and family over, or plan an elaborate drinking session in a pub or restaurant to celebrate the day I was born. 

These days, it feels more like a countdown. Hahahaha....It's like "Oh, this is awesome. I get to celebrate another birthday. Phew!"

There no longer is a need or desire to celebrate it like it's a national holiday or something but I still feel compelled to do something special with loved ones. Even if it's spending extra money on something I like or want or eating an expensive dinner (something I would never do on a normal day). That's the extent of the celebration. 

In fact, I consider getting myself a tub of my favorite ice-cream a form of celebration. It's really that simple. Just a treat for myself. Unrestrained, just for today. 

Furthermore, I am inching towards an age-number I consider 'ancient'. A 'relic'. That's what I am becoming. But still, I will still be a cheerful, optimistic, over-the-top unconventional ancient relic. I refuse to let myself change. 

Sure, there are incidents that happen - losing more people than I can ever imagine in a short couple of years have made me face reality. It felt like a bullet train rammed into me but I think we all took it all in like champions and grew from it. So, I've become slightly more mature and realistic. And practical. But other than that, I am still the same me. 


So, happy birthday to me. 

Have a splendid day ahead and don't let the world change you, 

XOXO,



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