Birthday

  • My 29th Birthday Wish

    My 29th Birthday Wish

    Make a wish.

    Family and friends circled me as I closed my eyes. All I saw was darkness. A black version of the white noise you see on TV when the cable’s out. Squinting harder did not help either. It just amplified the rush and anxiety. I couldn’t come up with a single birthday wish. My 29th. Nothing. I… I… I don’t know.

    It wasn’t always like this. When I was five, I wished for a remote controlled toy car. I got a yellow truck with humongous wheels. On my 7th birthday, after watching Beethoven, I wished for a puppy. Within a couple of weeks, my mom brought home a cute white poodle. We named him Dudley, after Brendan Fraser’s character in Dudley Do-Right. Where is Brendan Fraser anyway? Dudley on the other hand passed when I was in high school. His face was bitten off by a large rat in our backyard. I didn’t see him before he was buried. Not that I didn’t care. I actually cried but I didn’t want to see him like that. I wanted to remember him the way he was.

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  • #26th

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    SelfPortrait

    How I wished I lived the 20 something years of my life the way I lived the recent months. I used to dwell too much on the details, let the little things ruin my mood, my day and judgment. I cared too much on pleasing people who treated me differently. Tried hard to the extent that I compromised my own well-being. Well, I learned that there’s a bigger picture to be appreciated. And that the world is big and small at the same time. I learned to let go. Of people, expectations, memories and could-be’s. To live and keep on moving. #26th