This year's birthday was special and
memorable.
I don't really understand the concept of
celebrating one's birthday, cutting cakes, giving gifts and all. The last time
I cut a cake was when I was in grade 3 or 4.
I enter Grade 7 ( I am the class teacher).
I can see they are all set to wish me. I have seen them planning since a week.
Then they show me the cake that Kumar made on his own. It was a pancake, one
stacked over its larger size. It has a letter 'A' pancake on the top. It was
beautiful. They asked me to cut the cake. They sang the birthday song. I might
have cried. But these days, I find it difficult to cry. Then they start
showering me with gifts and roses and red pens. So many gifts. This must be the
first time I am getting so many gifts and red roses (OMG!).
I was the class teacher of grade 7, so they
did all this for me. That was what I was thinking. I wasn't expecting anything
from other classes. As I was leaving grade 9, students start getting up and giving
me roses and gifts again. I was in awe.
These beautiful kids, who are living a hard
time after earthquake, who find it hard to spend money on their uniform, on
their stationery, spent money to buy my gifts. Should I be happy for all the
love they do or feel angry that they spent money on a useless thing as my
birthday instead of spending on their educational needs. But I didn't say
anything.
In the evening, as I enter our home, I see
my co-fellows Astha and Aakriti working hard to make something. Ok, it was a
cake. I couldn't react. I didn't know how to react. Why would they take such a
hassle just for my birthday? I couldn't understand. I couldn't digest.
After the dinner was ready, they brought
the cake. They had brought candles even. We lit the candles, I blew they, I cut
the cake, they sang the birthday song for me.
This was a very different day for me. This
wasn't normal. This never happened in my life.
A year back, on my birthday, I cried. This
birthday, I felt like crying, but couldn't. The two cries are different; one
with sadness, the other with happiness.
I can't afford to forget the love I have
been given on this birthday. I will always cherish the moment. I will always
remember my 26th birthday on my every upcoming birthday.
Thank you Astha and Aakriti. <3
Thank you students of class 7, 2016, Terse
HSS.
Happy birthday to me! :)
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