I, for one, have had a lot of time to kill today - a lot of friends called up and wished, team mates had bought a cake and made me cut it (although they couldn't make me eat it - I told 'em I was on a diet!; yes, you could go ahead and kill me for that!) and we took pics (which I shall upload shortly) and yeah, am now all set to go to the beach with a bunch of friends - more pics, I guess! So all in all, a pretty good birthday so far generally - but it is the worst birthday ever for me.
And here is why... Ever since I was a small girl, my mom and dad always made me feel like a princess (not just on my birthday); more so if it was my special day. I was their first daughter - a talkative, little, adorable thing that had made their life a heaven (until I started talking too much too early!) So now that I am living far away from my mom and sister and even farther away from my dad, I am feeling lonely (although I have awesome roomies and colleagues) and left out. It just didn't feel like it was my birthday...
But yeah, I guess I have to learn to live with it. I mean, a birthday is the day when the person needs maximum attention (I am an attention-seeker even otherwise) because he/she already worried about having to write age := age+1 in their algorithms and about the huge hole the birthday treat is gonna leave in their pockets. I wanna be happy - I haven't even treated my friends yet - but am not.
Guess it is the age factor!
As an update to the post(written after 2 days, in response to one of the comments), I'd like to mention here that I did get a few presents and a few hugs later in the day. My best friend actually took me to FabIndia and bought me an awesome dress! So yeah, kinda fighting on against the blues, I should say!