Everyone looks forward to the day their birthday comes. It is a happy occasion for all people.  But here, in our college, it is the day we pray never to come. Today, the 2nd of November, is my birthday. No one needs to warn me in advance. As the clock ticks 12 midnight, I heard the great sound of yaaa, yeeeee, birthday……..boy, lets lift…., kick……kick. etc. In the next moment I find myself flying in the air. There must be hundreds of kicks on my back body and bump at the same time. The cheering that comes out of my friends brings in more hostel-mates. To be a birthday boy in our hostel is what I never wanted to happen. After a 15 minutes of flying up and down, my friends gave me birthday wishes. Had they jumped to that part earlier, I would have been jumping with excitement instead of panting with my 2 legs barely supporting me. I saw many people in my own hostel who haven’t talked with me earlier but coming to give birthday kicks which we call GPL.  After that good looong session of kicks, my friends asked me cheerfully “when is the birthday party?” The only thing which I have in my mind at that time is - DAMN IT, TAKE ME TO HOSPITAL QUICK ………. AND GET LOST EVERYONE. I usually enjoy people in their birthday but not in my own. MY very good friend gave me a new muscle-pain-relieve-balm called “moov”. I knew obviously he is the one who gave me the best shots and he was keeping that balm ready for the after effect. I was well in the morning, maybe due to the moov.  I will  not forget this day, the day I get birthday LOVES (GPL) . Well who can forget the pain. And now I am thinking of the birthday party.

One Response

1. Sanjay Says:
   November 21st, 2007 at 11:25 pm

   I saw many people in my own hostel who haven’t talked with me earlier but coming to give birthday kicks which we call GPL

   who r they yaar…just tell me and i will tell him about ur feelings….well u shud right abt the different methods of giving GPL

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