Growing old among the grown ups!

Honestly, I had the best birthday celebration of my life. No fancy cake, no over the board decorations, no glittery dresses or party sprays, no pretty candles. But it was best because of the people at my office. Being a part timer, I hardly expected anyone to remember my birthday, let alone celebrate it. Then again, being the youngest employee in a building with over 200 people has its advantages. As a birthday prank, my own laptop was hidden and then given back to me as a birthday gift!

The on-the-spot cake at office!

I wish all these people eternal peace and happiness for the best impromptu cake and for the hugs and the wishes that came straight from their heart. Despite turning 21, I feel lucky.

Melodramatic 21

Its 10pm and just two hours left to be 21. Usually, this time is spent facebooking or watching tv because you know the phone will buzz soon. Somehow, this year, I feel giddy and nervous. Reason: I dont want to be 21. I am not ready to be 21. I am not supposed to be 21. 21 means..twenty one for God's sake. Legally legal. Responsible. Metamorphosis from a girl to a woman. More burdens on my already saddled shoulders. I love the eve of my birthday every year. This year, I am scared. I am scared for the calls and the 'Happy Birthday, Anika! You are growing old!' shrieks. Then again, its good to hear the voice of your loved ones that you hardly get to call throughout the year.

Right now, I feel fidgety and fretful. A dear friend from Australia called to wish me at her 12.00am and that felt extremely nice. AB's call was unexpected as I thought she would be my last caller, like last year. Pingu wants a reminder at 11.45am to wish me and I hope to hear Popeye's voice all night!

Other than that, everything is pretty much normal at home! I am dreading tomorrow also because tomorrow is my annual desk cleaning day. God bless all the rubbish that would sneak its way out of my drawers.

Blogging Slogging!

A picture of my brain right now!

Blogging was something I never wanted to do. It seemed like a daily obligation to me. It seemed like self promotion and a big time attention seeking device. Till then, I never understood blogging. Then a senior friend suggested me to start blogging about SEO.At that time, I had no whatsoever about SEO and blogging. My worst fear is not knowing something...and then curiosity became my best friend. It started with wikipedia and browsing through random topics, jumping from one link to another. Gradually, it became an addiction and writing skills of people amazed me. The desire to write arose in me and...


And from today, I am a proud blogger. 

Resolutions and short term memory loss and 21

New Year Woes!

New year begins with new hopes and new aspirations. Some want to quit smoking, some want to lose their virginity. Its all about doing something 'new'. But few people actually live up to their resolutions. By July, all resolutions are down in the bin, forgotten until December. I, with distaste and pride, am one of them. With distaste because it humiliates me to admit to myself that I cant live up to my own resolutions and with pride because, how many people can?
I, for one, suffer from short term memory loss. Each time I bite my nails, I forget that I made a resolution to quit biting my nails. Thats me! *sigh*
I turn 21 two days later and I AM NOT EXCITED. I enjoy growing old, but 21 is a dreadful age. It makes you marriage-worthy in front your parents and relatives. Mind it, relatives consider you marriage worthy the moment they see you do not have the male genitalia. *bigger sigh*
And of course, 21 will be more dreadful because for the first time in my life, I will be working on my birthday. Oh, the miseries of life. I just hope I get at least five uninterrupted minutes with both my heartbeat and my pulse. Popeye will be in a sultry mood as always. I asked for a basketball as my gift. I bet he would forget that. Pingu is in a bad mood and she doesnt change her mood on the basis of occasion. I hope things sort out by 19th.