Birthday Times

Well it’s actually one of my bad habits that I tend to forget Birthdays. Many of my friends swear at me for this because I’m the most excited when I think of their birthdays and totally forget to wish them when I’m intended to!

I was playing chess online today and when I play chess I get so hooked up that everything around me becomes indistinct. Immu (my cousin) had told me HI thrice and I kept saying Hi each time he did. It dismissed from my mind that it was his birthday. Ah, great yesterday I planned to buy him a basket ball and today I don’t know how it slipped my mind, damn! He stood behind me watching the game; I turned around to look at him. He was all bright, wearing new clothes and also wore a wide smile on his face. “What’s wrong?” I asked shrugging. He was still smiling. I asked him again and he said HI. (Immu and Adorina his sister stay at my place every day after school, because their parents work so hard that these two lil monkeys ain’t responsible enough. And in the evening they go back home with their mom, my darling aunt) I looked around and Immu still was standing behind, I said – “Okay now stop saying Hi or I’m gonna throw this at you, holding my phone charger.” Adorina a.k.a Ado (trying to be his older sister), started to yell at him asking him to change his clothes because the shirt he wore was supposed to be worn while cutting the cake, Oh! OHHHH, it’s your birthday you fatso why didn’t you remind me, I hugged him and punched him in his tummy (not too hard) wishing the very best birthday.

I like birthdays because I get to eat lots of cake. I’m cake obsessed! Well, I was all happy and pampered Immu for a while because he’s my darling. I’ve known him since his day one on this earth. I don’t pretty well get along with kids, though I love them unconditionally. I used to play with Immu till he grew up because we were neighbors too, after we moved to our new house many years ago, we had no time to spend together. I’m happy for this fatso who is an inch taller to me and 12 years younger, wow! I spent my evening with him playing Mario. Remembering the days I used to fight with bro to get a chance to play Mario because we had only one computer in those days. I’m still a kid if I’m surrounded by kids; I can’t get rid of those old things about me - pillow fight, dancing on the bed, bursting balloons, running around and blah! Yes, never to forget I had lots of cake and also am afraid to catch cold because I got wet in rain today, yay!

Happy birthday boy!