Early morning swim. Pot painting.
A group of happy, innocent, wonderful, beautiful children.
Lots of smiles and hugs.
Two birthday cakes.
An amazing cookie jar.
A bunch of cards for a wishlist.
A pile of novels.
Some delicious Shawarma.
An around-the-city bus ride in the sweltering heat, with parching throats.
A plunge, straight into the mud, followed by a fire scare, a group of guards and some impromptu singing.
The longest walk EVER, with whimsically over-imaginative girl friends and the beginnings of what could be a cliche-laden
horror story, if we care to put our minds together and actually pen it down.
And the final emergence into ‘civilization’.
This was one of the most random birthdays ever; most of it was completely unplanned, unladen with expectations and unexpectedly fun. I got some surprises and got to give away some great things to people.
The best part was, I got to do everything I’d expected to do today and additionally, a lot more was squeezed into it than I would have thought possible. Low on fanfare and rich on experience!
Thank you for all your birthday wishes and for understanding exactly what I needed today and giving it to me in the best way possible. Maybe the trade-off for getting older, is knowing what you need and having people who are able to give it to you, not because it’s good for them but because it is good for you.
I’m too tired to write any more tonight but I just wanted to get this out of my system right now, while it’s fresh.