Birthday Gift......

Birthday... hmmm... a day when all of us came to this world... and celebrate this one day as that special day... when we feel the most special...

But for me ... on this day.. a serious question arises... and by this means of communication.... i would like that to be answered....

If im born on this day and that day is only personally attached with me , my parents and my real siblings... then why is the day celebrated... with friends and other friends... and friends of friends... and rarely with people i mentioned...

Also why is that the person expects gifts and none the less... receives gifts from the people who are not even the reason why they came into this world.. or are not the reason why the ''birthday person'' lives in this world for.....

Hmm.. i myself enjoy... receiving gifts... and loads of... wishes... and the affection and attention... but somewhere in my mind i tend to solve this mystery that surrouds me.......

Also being a hardcore kanjus... i tend to give gifts only to near and dear ones... and choclates to one's whom i can call just friends.....

But still why....???????

Why i dont give my parents something on this day... to thank them and honor them to bring me into this world... and struggle each and every year so that my next year is more and more... happy... or my brother who has coped up with me for all this time... and helped me.. and loved me ... and cared for me... and loads of the other relational stuff.....

Hmm..... i started this thing of giving gifts and time to my family... on my birthday... for last 2 yrs... and trust me ..it feels... great... really... time and again i get to hear stories.. of my previous birthdays.. and memories.. of the sweet times... when cakes were just round. and not of all shapes and sizes .... the balloons... with paper balls filled in it... and those hats... and blow pipes which made so much cuter noise... than the music nowdays.... and the family... getting together... and time is stood still......

The memories... of the things which i did... when i was younger and more innnocent.. made me realize i had too much to hear of my own... from somebody who knows me for the longest times... and who has actually stood with me through everyday.....the photos... had that typical quality of an old camera... with no digital word in it... the negatives and the positives... with no.. internal flash...but a flash that had to be attched on above the camera making it double heavy... and the big books called ALBUMS...

Now you may wonder.... what got into me... to wonder and ponder on the thought of birthdays....hmm its... just that... its my Best Friend's birthday today... and a simple question of how the day was... and how many gifts you got... made me think about this....!!!!!!!!!!!