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My Best Birthday Ever

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

Ever since my childhood, I love to celebrate my birthday. During my school time, I used to call my school friends at home for the celebration. My mother used to cook delicious food (Chole, Puri, Kheer etc..) for us. She is the best cook honestly. I used to get new clothes as well and that was all about celebrating a birthday. No concept of cake at all. Actually, the cake was very rare among the families around us.  A few years later my younger sister started demanding cake on her birthdays. She is the youngest member of our family and no one wanted her to feel unhappy so my parents accepted this. And cake cutting used to happen only on her birthdays.  After I got married, first my husband’s birthday came and I celebrated it with so much of enthusiasm. Next month it was my birthday and seriously, I was so excited and curious how my husband was going to surprise me. My husband loves writing and he used to write his thoughts almost every day that time. Somehow I got to read what he was planning for my birthday. Believe me, I was in seventh heaven. He had properly created a list of items which he wanted to do on my birthday. And that list had things started from morning till night. I thought I was going to have a blast this birthday.

Finally, it was 12 AM night. He brought the cake and a card for me which he had place secretly after coming home. He didn’t invite any of our friends because he wanted to celebrate it with only two of us. WOW!! I was on cloud nine and at the same time snoopy about the card. As I took the card out of the envelope, I thought to see it again. It was an “Anniversary Card” :) . Somehow he purchased an anniversary card in place of a birthday card. I didn’t ask anything to him that moment thinking he might feel bad. I didn’t want to spoil his plans which he had made especially for me. My birthday morning started with a rose. Again it surprised me (I knew it because I had already read his planning list). I went to my office and after reaching I noticed something in my office bag. It was a color box. I love crafting so he gifted me a set of awesome color pencils. Everything was so well timed. After my office, I reached home and pinned the card at pin board of our room. When he came from office and noticed that it was an anniversary card, he came to me laughing and told me that mistakenly he brought an anniversary birthday card. I then accepted that I had noticed it only when he gave it to me.


Actually, he was little apprehensive about getting a birthday card for me so he asked for help to one of his married friends. They both went to the card shop and with his friend’s help, my husband started selecting a card. He was so busy in reading the card matter of inside that he didn’t notice what was written in front, “Anniversary Wishes”. It was super funny. The whole day went very well and with known surprises. Whenever I remember this incident, it makes me smile and feel that “Love is blind” :) But it was the best birthday ever!!


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  1. So well penned/ as you wrote this..u must have actually re-lived every moment of that day.
    Memorable indeed.

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  2. Thank you Viyoma.. I really like your name. It's so different. And indeed that birthday is one of the best days of my life.

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