Birthdays around me are a big deal to me because all the people close to me matter to me. They like to celebrate theirs and I love to see that smile. Being part of that smile is a feeling with no competition. But what about my own b’day?
its true that I too expect that beautiful surprise… although its now been cliche but still a b’day surprise will always be special… but year after year when you know that its not going to happen.. the feeling sinks in… I am happy its my birthday but thats it. I know nothin more than that will happen. So, actually other than a few compliments and may be calls from long lost friends.. its nothign else. Just a date. A special date somewhere deep down in my heart.
Happy to see that this date matters to her… nice to have the ‘loved’ feeling… But honestly, I dearly miss that 12 am surprises.. although never happened to me ever but I have been a part of many and I know how it feels to be surprised…
phew… may be the time is not right for that to happen… patience…. patience… patience…
A Day In My Life. 
If you just dint act like an oversmart sherlock homes it wud have atleast been an attempt to a surprise..but noooo..you r the smart ass..your girl was waiting on the road so late night..we had no options but to speak about her..so mr. extra smart … thank your gal she made your wish come true..
fuck you!
Now you did get your sursrise,you dont have to say anything about that….