A thank you note!!!(even if the first two paras don't read like one)

Just over 10 days ago, I crossed another of those milestones. Gentlemen and the odd lady who has the misfortune of having enough time to read my blog(or even more bad luck to know me pretty well and be coerced by me to read the blog), I am no longer 22. People have had numerous ways of dealing with birthdays which can to a certain extent be modeled as a function of age. Kids love it while those who are actually kids when it comes to the maturity of the mind seem to fret that life is going to end sooner than it was going to(the reference point being the previous birthday). While this is not necessarily a fair picture but then having a go at constructed straw-men is always fun and seems to make the argument easier with those who fail to realise the fallacy being committed.
Well, the purpose for my starting this particular post is much more pleasant than all this bilge you have had to endure.

My birthday happens at such a time that I rarely have been able to celebrate it on the actual day that I was born(for various reasons, of which vacations and examinations will have to fight it out for the position of Mjr.Culprit) . This year, there was additional factor in the mix and that is the fact that there is no blood relative with me at the time of the birthday(I assure you it is a different type of feeling) and then there was the small matter of mid-terms ending on the day. The Mid-terms actually played a crucial role in preventing my butt from having to take a recourse to ice-therapy and I truly thank God for instilling sense in the doctors to take me out from mother's womb at the time that they did and not wait any longer for this procrastinator. I thank God I was not born a week later(one person had the misfortune of having his birthday coincide with IRIS, our festival and something which warrants a post of its own and a lot more).
I did have my 'fair share' of kicks and stuff over the head when clock struck 12 but the situation could have been a lot worse.

Now fast-forward to the evening of November 3rd and welcome to the reason for the post. I wish I could express it more eloquently than I am doing it now but words sort of fail us(notice the us and not me) when we need them the most. I was able to give a treat at this nice place thanks to assurances from friends(they know who they are and this post is dedicated to them if ever such a thing was possible). The effort they took to make me really enjoy the day is one which will keep me going at times when I am down thinking about sadder things in life like broken promises. They truly made up for my not being at home(I wish I could say more but that alone should mean a lot and it does to me)