I don’t seriously know how odd it sounds when I write a post on my blog kind of announcing my birthday. But I’m sure that it may look a little odd when I say that 5th June is an ordinary day that others might call my birthday.
Now, there is no reason as to why I say this is an ordinary day. I don’t remember much of my childhood, but I don’t remember any of this day to have any least thing to be special or memorable. I think it’s just yet another day with a special tag on calendar, though a few people remember it.
However, if you take it seriously, it’s true. I heard people saying “Many many happy returns of the day!” Well, even if they don’t wish this, the day will return no matter what. Even if your lifespan is over, the day will always be there on the right time of the year. Maybe I’m a bit over-understanding this. But let it pass. It’s still okay with me.
After all, am I sad because my birthday brings no memorable difference to me? No. Don’t ask me why. The answer is most likely that I’m used to it. And I also don’t miss the things that others cannot imagine a birthday without. In fact, life is different for every different person in the world. Take it as a good example for the next time you talk about this with someone.