23rd Bday..
I walked into the club and looked around. Nothing but old folks. But then again, we were already there so no choice but to stay. After ordering our drinks, I was persistently looking at my watch; 10.45… 11.15… 11.30… 11.45… and yet he wasn’t here. I was starting to get anxious as earlier that day he assured me he would be there, except he never showed up.
At 11.55, he arrived. Never in my life had I been that happy seeing him. After exchanging hugs, we just sat down and waited. At sharp 12, every one started wishing me ‘Happy B’day’, and my phone calls started coming in, which made me run out every time the phone rang. 30 minutes later, yet nothing happened, and I started questioning myself if it was the worst B’day in my life when unexpectedly my sister walks in with a cake, shouting ‘surprise! Being so overcome with joy, tears started falling off my eyes.(Damn what a cry baby!!)
And that’s when the party begins; I was called up the stage, had Tequila shots, had Flaming Lamborghini, and the best,
I had him to dance with all night! The dull party suddenly turned into one of my best. Even the crowd changed to youngsters. Everyone was just so nice and sweet to me. People who I didn’t know started wishing me. Out of the blue, I turned into the star of the night :-) I was just so thrilled with all the attentions!! Somehow I felt like the only shining light in that foggy, dark club.
But then again, at the end of the day, the crowd I hang out with is the main reason for my happiness. I just worship the people I am with. Wherever we are, no matter how boring the club can be, with their laughter and great spirits in presence, the atmosphere just changes. And all this thanks to one person and one person only. Thank you so much Mr. Muscle man, for introducing me to such fascinating, adorable clubbing-family.
At 11.55, he arrived. Never in my life had I been that happy seeing him. After exchanging hugs, we just sat down and waited. At sharp 12, every one started wishing me ‘Happy B’day’, and my phone calls started coming in, which made me run out every time the phone rang. 30 minutes later, yet nothing happened, and I started questioning myself if it was the worst B’day in my life when unexpectedly my sister walks in with a cake, shouting ‘surprise! Being so overcome with joy, tears started falling off my eyes.(Damn what a cry baby!!)
And that’s when the party begins; I was called up the stage, had Tequila shots, had Flaming Lamborghini, and the best,
I had him to dance with all night! The dull party suddenly turned into one of my best. Even the crowd changed to youngsters. Everyone was just so nice and sweet to me. People who I didn’t know started wishing me. Out of the blue, I turned into the star of the night :-) I was just so thrilled with all the attentions!! Somehow I felt like the only shining light in that foggy, dark club.But then again, at the end of the day, the crowd I hang out with is the main reason for my happiness. I just worship the people I am with. Wherever we are, no matter how boring the club can be, with their laughter and great spirits in presence, the atmosphere just changes. And all this thanks to one person and one person only. Thank you so much Mr. Muscle man, for introducing me to such fascinating, adorable clubbing-family.
