Giving a break to the holiday series for today as it is the birthday of yours truly!
I really dunno if this day can ever bring me complete happiness. Although I remember my family every single day, this day brings a different level of sadness with it. I keep thinking of the way my birthday was celebrated at my home in Kundapura. I wonder if my parents think about me more on this day.
I would be lying if I would say that I don’t feel happy on my birthday. How can I not be with my loving family trying to make me smile with their sweet little gestures. When I returned home yesterday Mantam and Abbas had cleaned the home, done a bit of decoration, made my bed, Abbas made tea for me this morning. Mantam have been cooking up something in their room sneakily.
Friends wanted to surprise me by cominf over in the evening but Abbas, being Abbas, told them that he wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret. They are all coming in the evening and I’ve been doing what I enjoy the most, cooking ofcourse. My friend told me not to cook a cake ir dessert as she would bring it.
Leaving you with the wall decorated with art work by my daughters as a gift for me. They said they tried to recreate the wall of art which was adorned by Sindhu and my work back in my home. Also sharing a poem written by Tammu.