What a way to spend my 25th birthday. When the stroke of 12 approached on 24th March 2010, I was waiting for a cab to drop me home from work.
Gone are the days when we used to have the friends all call to wish at 12 and you stay up through the night answering calls. At this age one is lucky if one gets calls from a few friends and relatives.
When I got home I got a couple of sleepy birthday wishes from 2 roommates and another one completely forgot and I had to remind him the next morning.
Atleast the day went well in office what with the party at Kaafila where I ate the raan after a long time.
To add to that I spoke for a long time with one of my college friends.
All in all...a good day.
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oh mango ... .. gone are the college days when we wished each other at the stroke of 12. :(
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