How It Feels When You Turn 18? (Throwback to My Birthday)

I’m sorry for posting about my birthday after so long. Actually my eighteenth birthday was on 19th January 2019, i.e, three months back. I didn’t write anything about that because I had my practicals starting from 21st of January, so I had to prepare for that as well.

The last time before this that I partied was ten years ago.

Even when I didn’t party, our maternal uncle’s family would give us a visit. But this time he was unwell.

Just like, many classmates say, my parents might be strict, it’s not the fact. In fact, more than myself; my parents are interested in getting me partying. But as I told, I’m not particularly interested.

Three years back, on my fifteenth birthday, while I was going to school, mom and dad forcefully handed me a sum of two hundred rupees asking me to offer a treat to my friends. I was denying as I wasn’t interested. Still I had to take. But that day too I didn’t party, instead I gave it as a fee for my maths retest in which I scored bad. Dad was disappointed with this.

This year, mom-dad were really clear about partying. They asked, I should party, for this is the last year in school. Harsh was also joking quite often that he wanted party.

Finally, I considered these proposals and thought that I must.

I invited Harsh and Akshit. Akshit was busy, so due to some reason he expressed his inability to come. Harsh had his coaching on my birthday which fell on saturday this time. 

So, finally 18th was decided the party date.

If you ask me, why I didn’t call anyone else; then my straightforward reply is that when you call someone, you’re also obliged to visit him/her when the chance comes.

Though, I’m not shy, I usually befriend with only those, I develop connections with and whose vibes I find amicable. I guess both of them are that.

Harsh is a good boy with a sanskari touch. I love his jokes as well.

We didn’t click many pictures but all those we clicked are beautiful. I’ve edited them as well.