As i sing another birthday wish, wholeheartedly, my mind flies back to a time in the past. I sat in the rear dungeons of a speeding car and quietly ushered in a new year. A year older and I wondered if I had become any wiser. If the marks of age had started wearing off on me. I still love the ice cream drip down the cone as I lick every finger, to not miss the fleeting last taste.
The look of the rainbow and the smell of water in the air still turn me on and I still sit here waiting for the first sight of the snow. My childish wit still wants to be the tyrant in any conversation and I still argue with anybody questioning my choices.
My nights are still blessed with nightmares, the ones that I jump out of, brimming with sweat and panic. I still cuddle on to my pillow and want to spend every possible minute in bed before duty calls. I still rush home from work like a child running back from school, liberation and freedom in the air. The sights and sounds of the trinkets still please me and I want to own every single candy store in the country. I want to read every page I can lay my hands on and listen to every piece of music that lies at my disposal.
Money and politics do not interest me as yet and I still do not understand the workings of my market. Yes, I comprehend my taxes, but I do most of the related out of mere force. I still love the shades of red and orange in the fall foliage and I love to let the waves wash me away. Rollercosters still thrill me and candy floss makes my day.
Have I grown an inch different in the years I have lived? Tough question. Do I want to change any bit from what I was yesterday? Given a chance to go back in time, would I change anything that I see right now? No. I am sure I will make the very same choices that I have made this far and that is what defines me today. Happy Birthday!!
