Saturday, December 14, 2019

Happy Birthday

I wanted to tell you that it was my birthday today and I would have wanted you to give me the gift of your guts on the floor, one last time, to see if you still had it in you. - Lucas Regazzi

I do not want to exaggerate...but I want you to know, that I am lost in the frequencies of sordid realities. My bars are full of empty bottles and my night stands are full of half read Bibles. Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery. Solitude for me is a fount of healing which makes my life worth living, 

“So I am not a broken heart. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell of tears and whiskey because my apartment was empty and if I were to be this empty I wanted something solid to sleep on. Like concrete. I am not this year and I am not your fault. I am muscles building cells, a little every day, because they broke that day, but bones are stronger once they heal and I am smiling to the bus driver and replacing my groceries once a week and I am not sitting for hours in the shower anymore. I am the way a life unfolds and bloom and seasons come and go and I am the way the spring always finds a way to turn even the coldest winter into a field of green and flowers and new life. I am not your fault.” - Charlotte Eriksson

I do not call myself anything except being just as much of an ordinarily happy & an averagely broken-heart. Although some inspiring human beings with there sincere regards have entitled me meritoriously as an extraordinary & a above average kinds. Otherwise, I am a waif. I am just a gardener, a cleaner, a cook, an artist, a writer and a pet lover. beside everything else that I am & anything else that I probably could have been if not this or that, I am sufficed so far with what I couldn't be. I love nature and the nature loves me. I speak to the rains and to the leaves and they speak to me. We always communicate - when we are happy,we laugh together and when we are in pain, we comfort each other and cry together -  because we are one. 

I was born & raised with a silver spoon, in a small paradise yet so poor. I underwent through all the intricacies of a thing called life from the day I was born till this very day. My soul has nothing to do with my linkages although, I was an breast fed offspring coming out of a nestled bred.

"I am this ugly one 'with dry warty - leathery skin with short legs, and large bumps & I return every time to the pond of my birth to breed - nevertheless, I am not an arrogant little toad." You literally do not have to tell me that I am this or that, because I have kindly accepted it myself. But what you don't know is that I am a very simple and beautiful by mind and heart. There are things that keep me alive & going, as much they fantastically energize me to afresh. 

I am glad, that I made it this far. "I've just turned forty-two (18 with 24 years experience - a veteran in growing up) today - wishing it bring unto me, things against the norm and run of play of the present world" & if you were lucky enough to have fondled & pampered me(wished me) - making me all the more lucky on this day, you probably have high chances of being remembered & appreciated by me for many more birthdays to come & for the ones who did not, apologies will be accepted - See you until the next one.

A chocolate truffle cake was delivered to my surprise....& I was lost for words as I stood gaping at it awestruck . I blew one of the candles(that came along), placing it on the cake & singing happy birthday to me -  myself. I cut the cake(like as if I had deflowered a virgin) ... it was a piece of cake melting down my throat - leaving me mesmerized. It was fantastic birthday treat(gift). The happiness I share I can’t forsake; Not rain or cloud could ever break. Thank You - "Cheers to forty-two years".

Age is bliss and a blessing.like fine wine aging to perfection. Birthdays are reasons to celebrate and be happy and glad. I think people like their birthdays and no one likes them to be forgotten no matter the reason. "Life is so swift, the years fly fast; we’re growing old, this life won’t last - but as they say that life gets better with every passing year; you’re growing ever dear' that I’ll tell it near, I’ll say it far, I’ll make it clear. 

“Thank you God for giving me the strength to keep going.”

"If someone hates you, trust me: there future is bright” ; Thus someone pushed you away this morning thinking that you are a peasant thence later during the afternoon realized that You were a multi-millionaire...”TOO LATE”...I survived. - Anonymous

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