The subject is something which has intrigued me for many years. What is it that causes us to celebrate our birthday? Is it some achievement that we were born? Well in that case, mothers should be celebrating it in a grander manner. I mean, for 9 months, she has had a tumor growing in her uterus, mooching off her, and constantly growing. The amount of food and nutrients it consumes is simply unmeasurable. Not to forget the hormonal imbalances, the weight gain, the pain and all the kicking!! Its like a punishment which would never end, and thank god it does. Imagine if it lasted longer than it does!!! I guess it makes sense for mothers to celebrate as they have finally gotten rid of the pain and suffering they undergo during its growth. Oh, i forgot to mention the labour period, but I guess, that may as well be omitted.
But why would you and I celebrate birthdays? Its a reminder that you have survived yet another year of existence, with the million issues which have crept up, the 999,900,000 ones which you have managed to solve, and the remaining are being carried forward. Its a date to measure if we have achieved our targets in the time we have earmarked. I guess it is a single day to sum up all our achievements and celebrate it. But why not do it every single day. We solve something everyday, learn something every day and move on and survive everyday. Why not celebrate it every night? or for those of us who are nocturnal, celebrate it during the day? why is it that we carry forward celebration? Aren't we supposed to celebrate life, if all guru's are to be believed. What stops us from ending each day with a sense of achievement and instead, we wait for a single day to do so.
