I miss my biryani birthday.

I always wonder y don’t the things be the way they are. And why do we still manage to live with the changed things though its tough. Being the only girl child in my family (khandaan as we say) I was given special importance. My birthday is special from the year I am born coz my family got something which they were eagerly waiting for from years. I was the only girl in 15 kids. A big whole joint family. So it was a big celebration. Later the time passed by with all simple birthdays like cake, candle, b’day caps and girts stuffs. Here this days comes when I was in 9th or so, we had a certain group of frenz called VRAJAT (veena, rekha, asha. Jaya, ashvini and tabu). Day used to begin with their wishes. Later taking family’s blessings and then waiting for AVI(Rekha) to arrive at mu home with a chocolate to wish me and pick my to go to church. Church? Wonder y? well its my b’day and also Christmas yeah that’s on 25th Dec. So after visiting church it was Monica(asha)’s house to step in. Her dad who never let me to celebrate my b’day at home. He used to say as it is Christmas u’ve to celebrate ur b’day at my home and no where else. So its holiday on this day and any fren who calls my home to wish me was diverted to call to monica’s home. So here begins my day with shopping. Shopping wat? No toys and gifts, its shopping the vegetable and chicken. Y chicken? Yeah to make chicken biryani out of it. Y? Coz Antony uncle (monica’s Dad) used to like it. Did I know to make? No. used to call mom for instructions. So in uncle’s house Me Asha and Rekha where trying to mess up in the kitchen to cook something which we never tried b4. So the final out come is the chicken biryani which was not exactly as my mom cooks but ya we ‘ve the same fragrance of her biryani. Uncle with wine and biryani. We 3 kids with hukka and biryani. Yeah salad was also included. After this experiment again a visit to church and then some stupid place we had never visited b4. Like a stupid school or some broken hut and stuff coz we wanted to spend some time together remembering all our good and bad days. Later at around 9 in night come back home and same b’day cake candle and party and gifts.

The biryani which we tried on my b’day ‘ll be tried again on my next b’day until then good bye to the kitchen.

I miss those biryani b’days a lot. My 22nd b’day was the last of that kind. Last b’day without uncle was so depressing. Couldn’t make biryani missed uncle a lot. We lost uncle in October coz of his ill health. He had diabetes and was in dialysis. Couldn’t see uncle in pain. Cudn’t see how he fought to survive. Cant forget those moments they bring tears and fear. I wish His soul is in peace. Now also I feel he is somewhere blessing me.
Later Monica got married and settled in her in-laws place. So now I know I’ve to live with the past memories of my b’days.

My special biryani b’days. I wish they never wud have ended.

Later year on my 23rd b’day I was in b’lore in my pg. as the clock rang 12 I started missing all these things and started crying and there’s a knock on the door. Who is it? Yeah my PG fren’s all doctors. So happy that they remember my b’day and they care to make to special with a cake in the mid night. Again something special but not as good as my past b’days.

I always used to eagerly wait for my b’day coz I had a reason.
4 months b4 my b’day “mera b’day aa raha hai yuppie”
Till 4 months after my b’day “mera b’day hogaya ”
Remaining 4 months “abhi December ane mein aur kitney saare months hai chi”

Ek mazedaar kissa suno. Once Dr.Anu who was one of my pg frens whose b’day is on 17th Dec, told all of us that “array mera b’day agaya mainey koi taiyari nahi ki” I said arey abh toh 10th Dec hai still 7 din hai tumharey b’day key liye y r u so much excited. She and all girls present there saath me boley “saali tera b’day 15 din baad hai aur tu pichle 3 mahino se hamara dimag kha rahi hai”. Then I realized oh ya I’m realy over exited about my b’day.

Know 1thing? I’m still exited about my next b’day. I ‘ve also done my shopping 
Sab theek hai but I really miss my biryani b’day. Still I learned to wait for something new and excited.