I haven't said it out loud yet, and it seems kind of frightening to say it now too, so I won't. But with another year gone, there's so much that has happened and so much that I've learnt that I can't figure out what to put down and what not to. Life's taught me how to fight and lose, and then fight again. Victory really isn't sweet if it comes without the bitterness of loss. In the past nineteen days, life changed more than it ever did even in past nineteen years.
Birthdays always meant holidays that were spent receiving calls and getting ripped off at parties. What birthdays were not supposed to be were complicated days spent scouting around a new city, looking for a place to stay. And just when I thought that this one was going to be as mundane as a birthday can get, some people came along, and made it very special. Another nice surprise when I was least expecting one, that too from people I thought I won't be meeting again, in a place I thought was too far away to be of any consequence to me, and in a way that was outrightly sweet. Just how many times do you have balloons on your birthday that actually say your name in hindi, because someone spent the time and effort to put your name on them. Some people are simply too good, and they make you fall in love with life all over again. Yes, in love I am, and as happy and as excited as I was at 13, waiting to explore the teens. They say the 20's are harder; I say, the harder, the better. Bring it On.