Birthdays were never special until I met her. I wonder as I write this, doesn’t everyone have a birthday story. Would my story be a boring repeat? Never mind! What else on a day like today? I know it’s going to be hard for you to read. All I can do is make it as short as possible.
I was a simple, serious, boring, workaholic, humble, family loving, and no-dreams kind of person. You get the idea, don’t you? So it was in the summer of 2005 that I first saw her. I fell in love. Not with her, but with her hair, long, black, lustrous, beautiful hair. I was a guy who had no girl friends, no close friends and no love affairs. A lonely guy, I must say. The only girl I knew was the girl I was engaged to, that too for a period of two months. It was an engagement that was never meant to be and so didn’t stay long. Coming back to the longhaired beauty. She had something in her that made my heart beat faster every time I saw her. She had beautiful eyes that did almost always hide her shyness. I fell for her all the more. For the first time ever in my life, I experienced love.
I was quite an unromantic guy and I am sure she would have guessed it well in advance. She suggested we have a formal proposal day. And we did. A disaster! Forget!
Most of the time, we would be busy at work. You won’t believe, but that was the time we exchanged smiles and love glimpses. Her smile! Her lovely eyes! No words can describe it even today.
Love was in the air and we started celebrating all unimportant occasions in our lives. That, most importantly included my birthday. Until then, I had never celebrated my birthdays and had no plans to make it a special day. Why then that year, I had asked her. She made up an angry face, I remember, which immediately made me smile and agree. We left office early on my birthday. She had bought me a cake and I cut it; a little excited and a little puzzled. I hoped it was the right way to cut and the right way to celebrate one’s birthday.
To add to my excitement she had a gift too. An unwrapped one. A gift that I had, then, never thought of; a gift that in return took my soul with her; a gift that I wish I could forget today. And if not today at least for a moment.