Out of all the 12 months. This month has always been special to me. It is not only my favorite because of the soothing moderate weather it possesses but is also awaited the most because of the special occasions it brings along. Yes! Of course, the Valentine’s day, then my birthday and both the Milaad this time was a cherry on top. So I would like to tag February 2013 as ‘the month of celebration’.
Commencing with the ‘Red Day’; the Valentine’s Day, I wonder about the magic of that day that swirls it’s wand on every individual’s heart and charms the surroundings as the ‘Reds’ and ‘hearts’ rule all over the places that get wonderfully decorated. The chocolatiers keep floating on the clouds and the streets get occupied by the red balloon hawkers and the rose sellers, who have sparkle in their eyes because of the total income they know they’ll get at the end of the day.
From children to old people; may it be a heart shaped card, a rose, or a gift; people heartily try to please their loved ones. And this time I tried too! I tried to do everything I could to plan a surprise for my parents (even with a terrible flu). 😛 So to remind them that they are and will always be special and ‘can’ have a peaceful romantic dinner at home in despite of the presence of three mischievous kids:D, I planned a candle lit Chinese dinner, fancy chocolate coated strawberries as starters, some decor and music in the background. “Splendiferously memorable! Had never expected such lovely arrangements by you children. You made our day!”, uttered my parents after filling their tummies and we just couldn’t wait for the gifts to be exchanged.
Now coming to birthdays, on every birthday of mine I never miss a chance to jot down the number of people who wished me and the special things that happened. This might be strange to you, eh? But it makes me smile when I skim through it later on. So yesterday, I did the same. But morosely, this time the crisp page was unexpectedly half empty. I really had nothing at all to write except about the birthday wishes. Albeit, I was grateful about the lovely way people wished but it made me sad. Sad and cranky to it’s height! Know why? Because of the unexpected strike I could not even celebrate with my friends and make the most out of ‘my’ day! So I studied. I slept. I gussied up the blog. Did everything I could to forget that it was my birthday, which nevertheless made me more grouchy and I felt low as the time passed. In the evening there was suddenly a loud knock at my room’s door. And here the crack-heads were singing the birthday song at the top of their pitch the moment I was at sight jumping with excitement! I couldn’t stop grinning and eventually got to know that they spent the whole afternoon baking a cake and cooking pasta and stuff for me! We had a blast and after a while they left, leaving behind a warm glow on my face. 🙂
Personally all these occasions really matter to me. In fact, why shouldn’t they? We’re so engrossed in our diurnal routines that we forget to appreciate the ones that matter. We forget to express ourselves to them and take it all for granted. So whether it is Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, Teacher’s Day or whatever, here’s a day when one can ‘make’ others feel special by a load of greetings, lots of attention and love. It gives us a perfect opportunity to splash out our emotions and creativity with a beautiful lasting memory in the end. Now you know, the importance of celebrating is immense so lets vent out all the way and make the most out of the relationships because if someone means to you then you should say it right then. Say it out loud. Say it a lot. As people forget or the moment just passes you by.
Sarrah Mustafa Malirwala
P.S: Really hoping for a better birthday in 2014. 😛