June is red,
red is birthday,
pink is my heart,
painting gold all over.
June was the birthday month. I have never believed in the concept of celebrating birthdays or cutting cake making it a very low key affair where very few people, except few close friends and immediate family are in the loop. Honestly speaking, I have removed all notification on social media since there is this feeling that it can get tiring, not to say overwhelming, spending an entire day responding to messages.
There is Meghna, my closest friend from college who never miss to wish me and quite surprisingly this time Awanija and Neeraj from college messaged me in the morning. It was turning out to be a normal day in my life where I woke up early since had a work assignment to wrap up. Just imagine my surprise seeing a couple of people messaging happy birthday.
But, a surprise was unfurling for which I was caught unaware though I did get some hint when a colleague who normally misses the birth date, either wishing me in advance or days later got it on point. Was something brewing? Our boss messaged me saying that once the assignment is over to drop in at her home since I was supposed to sign some work related papers. I was in her car where her driver normally takes me around for meetings.
The car drove past the gate when I saw boss greeting me with happy birthday and showering gifts with a bottle of wine and a second wrapped which I opened later. Imagine my surprise that it turned out to be the best seller book Hamnet by Maggie O’ Farell. She won the Women Prize for Fiction. I love the attractive book cover.
Initially, I was flustered and didn’t know how to react so much that forgot to close the car’s door. Yet to recover from the conspiracy surprise that a call came on boss phone and it was my colleague Shruti wishing me happy birthday. The secret day was busted that the boss was holding the phone in her hand while Shruti talking to me and was wishing tell how they conspired in getting the date right. My CV! Now CV can be such a dangerous weapon as if holding a country secret. It felt silly letting someone holding the phone to your face while you spoke. I was still in shock and didn’t know how to react.
I was yet recovering from the shock about people working overnight to unveil my closely guarded birthday secret. I am grateful that the office people made the extra effort to make me happy and absolutely love the birthday card they got for me. I am immensely grateful for all the love pouring and a belief of letting the door open, accepting all the love coming my way. Let it flow for it makes June an absolutely beautiful month. The cherry on cake is the birthday fell on full moon with blessing flowing like cornucopian crop. Cultivate the seeds of happiness.
It’s not that I don’t celebrate but love doing it in my own way. I indulged in this amazing blue jeans denim, books and got myself the Paul John brilliance and single malt whisky which is desi and Goa made which I so wanted to have for months. Little bit of shopping never harmed and mom gave me some cash forcing me to get a blazer which I got yesterday. She has been prodding me to get a pair of shoes which I am planning to get soon. Quite a bit of money was splurged on stuffs and a cousin sent me some cash as the birthday gift.
And when I thought that the whole madness was over, a blogger friend surprised me the next day with a lovely painting. Check her post. It really touched the heart Sharmistha and wonder how you remember. Birthday cannot be complete without Indian sweets. I don’t indulge in cake cutting but gulab jamun is always an excuse. There were gajar ka halwa, ladoo and an assortment of sweets we shared with neighbors not for an over the top birthday but feel happy doing that.
One thing I have learned during the birthday made special is that when light, love and vibes flow, accept it with grace. Open the gate of heavenly happiness. It counts. It’s not that I am not grateful to share birthday with people on social media but I like to keep it in a very subdued manner. I was shameless in reminding the few close friends to wish me when I know it skipped them. It is always good to be surprised when you least expect it all and happiness abound works wonder for the soul. I did some donation in India where we are battling the COVID 19 and if you want to donate, you should check Oxfam India which is doing a great job. We can always empower and play a tiny part. Birthdays are always a good time in making a difference to lives.
I am linking the post to Esha’s blog my souls talks where she along with her tribe write on Sundays to encourage writing among the tribe to get into the groove and sharing. The aim is to remove the burden clutter every week.