Happy Birthday to Me!
Well, after fiddling around with the idea of starting my own blog for the longest time ever, I finally found a story worth starting off with. The title is deliberate and significant, for two reasons – first, because it is my debut blog article (Happy birthday to me!) and second, because I found my blog unveiling story on my birthday (Happy birthday to me!). So without further ado, here goes: When my sister and I were little girls, we always made a big deal out of birthdays. Birthdays then, were all about wearing new clothes, getting a plethora of gifts, being surrounded by friends and family from all corners of the city, gorging on delicious biryani from that favourite food joint, cutting at least 2 cakes, one of which will be smeared all across the face and being pampered throughout the day. It was all about feeling like a princess for at least that one day and having the time of our lives. However, as we grow up and move to different cities, we realise that birthdays, may be,...