My day, my life !!

The day dawned bright and sunny, and I felt in harmony, as I got ready for the day. Countless calls came, on all the phones at home, calls that were expected, so I felt the bond was reinforced. There were also calls that were a surprise for I never knew that I mattered enough to these people for them to remember to call and wish me. It made me feel wanted, loved, and cared for. There was a song in my heart as I went to work and other than the usual job related stresses, the day was uneventful. I looked good, I felt good, and somewhere, the feeling of well-being permeated my entire self. It is such an important day, I thought, the day you choose to enter this world. You have to evolve as a person and the time and the date you choose to embark on this journey is so important. I know there are people who do not store much to their birthdays, and I remember when I was growing up, I used to yearn for people to wish me. Birthdays were not great events in my family, but as peer pressure built up, I remember how I used to make up stories about how my people celebrated my birthday! Not that my family loved me less or anything, it is just that the private logic of my family set store to the day being more religious than personal. So a visit to a temple was mandatory, and a sweet made at home, but the day being special stopped there.
For a long while after that, I would make the day important for myself. I would make sure I wore a new dress, I would treat myself to maybe a visit to the parlour, and tell myself how important I was to myself. I would go out for dinner with my family, and make sure I enjoyed myself even by resorting to clowning! But somewhere there would linger a feeling of sadness, something I was not able to put my finger to.
But today the day continued to be the perfect one. We went out for dinner, and after that we went for a drive on the beach road, even though it was raining. The bridge on a certain section was lit up, and it looked striking in the night. When I commented on how beautiful the scene looked at night, my friend promptly stopped the car, forced us all to get out in the drizzle, and we took snaps, standing on the bridge! Passers-by took us to be tourists I guess, for which local residents in their right minds would drive by on one of the arterial roads of the city they pass by day in day out, stand in the rain and click photographs?! We continued to giggle and act silly, and had a patrol vehicle stop by, to question us on our motives!!!
When I finally reached home, the day (night?) was almost over. But there a pervading sense of feeling good about the world. I was one year closer to leaving this earth, but I was so glad that I am here, and I have grown so much, evolved so much. I am grateful for each person who has touched my life for they have helped me in my journey, like we all are meant to do for each other, and even people who are not there in my life anymore, even people I no longer resonate with anymore, simply because we have grown away from each other. I am willing to let them go, without any feelings of being let down, without any feelings of bitterness, people who have perhaps been left behind in my journey of life.
Thank you!!!
Mohana Narayanan
November 22,2010