Of birthday wishes
This Saturday i will be turning 21 years old. The age many consider the threshold of young adulthood.Despite my best efforts to keep it as quiet and as low profile as possible, everyone around me seems to be making big deal out of it. A month ahead, my brother, mother, father and girlfriend have already started asking me about it.
In fact, i remember saying very clearly that i didnt want any parties, any celebration or silly cake and song. But like it or not, there will be a bunch of my friends and aquaintences coming over to my house for a 'simple' dinner. All at my girlfriends insistence. Worst part of it all it that i will probably be paying for all the food and obliged to help out with the cooking. But since my girlfriend has taken it personally to 'do something for me' i cant complain. But then, i am uncomforble now having everyone coming to my house celebrating me and being obliged to buy me a gift because they are coming for a free meal! Hehe... Im so bad.
But enough of that.
Inevitably, everytime someone reaches a birthday, there's always a birthday wish. People feel the need to make a wish to the heavens above, thinking since its my special day, maybe God would grant me one wish on this sacred day. Similarly, whenever my birthday comes, people eventually ask me "What do you want for your birthday?" What do i want for my birthday?
The simple and standard answer from me is Nothing. I dont wish for anything on my birthday. Not that i dont WANT anything. There are a million and one things that i want, but i dont really want to 'wish' for them. Why should i wish for them? To wish for it is to put hopes on getting it. To put hopes on getting something just because you want it and just because its your birthday is setting yourself up for dissapointment. Things dont just drop on your lap on your birthday unless you just so happen to have a long lost and filthy rich uncle somewhere.
I want the same things everyday, as well as on my birthday. Maybe that is why i didnt want to celebrate my birthday in any big way. I wanted it to be a quiet affair, just a regular dinner with the people i am aways with. The same as every other day. Nothing has changed suddenly whether it be on the outside or on the inside of me. Why should i make a hoo haa about being born on this date?
The things that i want on my birthday are the very same things that i want everyday. I want happiness in my life and in the life of people around me. I want good health to enjoy friendship and love and all the beautiful things in life. I dont expect my problems to go away but for solutions to present themselves to me when i need them. To be able to manage them and not wisk them away. All the other things like money and material things, every single one of us wishes for it. I am no different. But money cant buy you love, time, health or dignity.
I dont feel the need to make a wish on my birthday because i think The Man Upstairs already knows what i want. Its the same thing i wished for yesterday, today and tommorrow.
posted by Compulsive Blogger @ 12:35 pm
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