Para, Snapshots - 'Happy Birthday(Part1)' By Jay Krishna | Digital Infotainment

The following is a paragraph from a book I am working on, which is about certain events which occurred during the course of my life, and I’d like to make it very clear from the very beginning that, this is not a tragedy based melodrama. Where the boy doesn’t get the girl, spends his time in isolation and all that crap!

This book is an outlook into the lessons of life, who is the best teacher that one can ask for. Teachers can teach us how to progress towards life, but it is only life that teaches us, how to live. Life teaches us many lessons, some are temporary and some aren't. During our stay on this earth and the course of our stay. There are many positive as well as negative outcomes. It depends upon us, what we choose, whether we want to live with the positive or remain with the negative. Our choices decide the course of our life, even luck has a favorable consequence in it.

Happy Birthday!

By Jay Krishna

Summer of May 2012.
It was my time of the year, Mom and Dad had promised,to get me a new PC for my 17th Birthday. It was late afternoon, all of us went to the store and got myself an ASUS with all the high end specs, actually I had surveyed the net for more than a month before arriving at this decision.
Mom: Make a wish and blow out the candles.
Everyone started singing (in chorus): ‘Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to dear Jay, Happy Birthday to you!
I was very much happy.
The party was a total blast. Afterwards, I logged into my Facebook account and started going through my notifications, I had around 10 to 20 notifications in my drawer, from which about one-third were birthday wishes and the rest were what everyone else was doing, who was commenting on who's post, who poked who, and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah... I gave a message of thanks to all. It took me less than a minute. I didn’t like to mingle much, for which I made only a limited number of friends. But the ones that I made, I made sure, they stayed with me for a long time. You can say I was kind of selfish. While browsing the wall, a message popped up on my screen, it was my friend Gunjan's. By hearing the name, one might think that, it’s a girl, but actually he was my college buddy, he had written an X behind his name to make it look cool. We used to make fun of him by saying that only dead people write X with their name, but he was very cool and didn’t mind much. I still remember the day I first met him.
The weather was cloudy and I believe it was raining a little, I had come by car, to the college, where I applied for my further studies, for my 10+2 that is. I got down, asked for directions, for where I was supposed to go, and entered the auditorium, and the first thought that came to my mind was OMG!What a CROWD!!, I had never experienced anything like it before, I remember getting admission in school but this was totally different. The last time I had entered, there was hardly anyone there, but look at it now. I went inside and got two seats, one for my mom and the other for me. While I was seated, I started noticing everyone around. I felt kind of suffocated, but didn’t let it bother me. As I was waiting for my name to be called. Mom started interrogating me.
Mom: "Have you brought everything".
Me: "Yes, Mom I brought everything".
Mon: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Yes! Mom I am damn sure".
Mom: "Check again".
Me: "Ok!"
Mom was more nervous than me, I guess all parents are. She might be looking fine outside, but I know how tensed she was.
Mom knew how forgetful I am. And every time, that I used to leave the house, I used to forget something or the other. I remembered an incident which occurred a few years back. Mom got me a yellow shirt as a gift for Bihu, the local New Year festival, and I didn’t like it due to some reason, which I can’t recall, I used to like whatever she got me, but this time I didn’t. She told me to go and exchange it for what I like, so I went to the shop, and on my way, mom called.
Mom: "Jay, where are you?"
Me: "Yeah I am on my way".
Mom: "Have you forgotten something?"
Me: "Ah, no, I don’t think so".
Mom: "Jay… (A silent pause and) Your shirt is with me!"