Birthday comes every year but it comes once in a year. No matter how old you get, you never lose the zeal and enthusiasm in you. Every year, I think of new ways to celebrate my birthday. But with every passing year, more or less of the things do change.
I remember when I was in school, we used to bring a packet of chocolates and cookies to share it amongst the class. That feeling of sharing was heart-warming. When I entered in my college, I celebrated my 18th birthday with few of my school and college buddies in a forest. Next year, there were no more school friends with me on my birthday. In the last year of my college, there were only a few close friends on my birthday. To my surprise, I never felt strange or sad about it.
My priorities changed every year, so does my friends. Only 1 or 2 people whom I called best friends forever could stay with me. Then, I found my better-half and since then, my birthday celebration turned into a very private affair. The feeling of sharing which I felt back in my school has vanished completely. I do not buy a packet of chocolates or cookies anymore. I do not declare publicly a month ago that my birthday is coming. I do not send invitations neither do I plan anymore. Sadly, I do not wait to see anymore who wishes me at 12 O’ Clock sharp & who doesn’t.
Does time has changed or is it I? The answer is complicated. Today is my birthday so I thought deeply about it. At last, I asked myself a question, Do clocks go back ever? Below are my few photographs celebrating the day: