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Unconventional birthday celebration 3rd June, 2013

I do not remember the exact time when I started to mark the date on which I was born. Probably, it happened when I was in high school. Having celebrated my own birthday and the birthday of my friends over the years, I have made few general observations during my School and College days. A typical birthday celebration in a boarding School looks something like this. By the time clock strikes 12 midnight, you will start to receive messages from your well-wishers. Remember, this applies only if you have a girlfriend, boyfriend or someone close to you in high school because they want to be the first one to wish you. Rest of the birthday wishes will follow when you distribute sweets in your class. The most common birthday gift you receive will be a Cup or a Photo album along with a wishing card.

Birthday celebrations in College are similar but not same with extra features. When clock strikes 12 midnight, your close friends will come to your room, pull your blanket to startle you with an elaborate cake with a candle in the dark and happy birthday song. All of it is meant to be a surprise but I think most of the people remember their own birthday and know what to expect unless they are loner. The practice of blowing the candle before cutting the cake is ironical in country where butter lamp lightning practice is common. The next day, the birthday boy or girl would distribute sweets as usual and will have to sponsor either lunch or dinner to selected few individuals who are close. You cannot sponsor everyone unless you want to stay broke afterwards. Isn’t it a strange practice that a birthday boy or girl have to sponsor on their special day? Having said that, there are no written rules which says that a birthday boy or girl will have to sponsor but this is how it used to work those days. Now to share my own high school birthday experience:

On my 19th birthday, I got birthday messages from few special individuals in my mobile at midnight. Oh, we were prohibited from carrying mobile in school but we had our ways to bring in this forbidden fruit. We would use mobile only at night and the gadget would remain switched off most of the time. I was amazed to know that some people knew my birth date and even sacrificed their sleep to wish me because I never share the particular personal information with anyone. My roommates knew about my birthday only in the morning when I gave them sweets. As they received the sweets, they hugged me and wished me. Later, I also distributed birthday sweets to my classmates and managed to get few cups and albums. During lunch time, I sneaked outside the school compound with a friend to purchase junk foods and juice for the night. The real birthday celebration started only at night, right after the Warden called it a day after his daily night patrol and left home.

My birthday celebration was no different than the birthday celebrations of my two roommates before me. Right after our Warden left us, my friends put on the room light and they began to prepare the room for my birthday. I was spared since it was my day. They did not buy balloons deliberately. Instead condoms were hung around our metal beds since it was free. Or so we thought at the time. They put the glittery thing inside the condom though. There was no birthday hat too. Once they were done setting the rooms with condoms, I was invited in the center. Then my roommates sang “Happy Birthday” song and pierced a condom right over my head when they finished the song. All the glitter inside the condom fell over my head followed by an applause. I thanked all my eight roommates for taking the trouble and placed a bag full of junk foods and fizzy drinks on the table. There were fish curries, kurkures, kontos, wawai, cokes and fantas. All of us feasted on the imported junk foods telling ourselves in a hilarious tone - the night is still young.


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