Yesterday was my birthday. And I deactivated my Facebook profile on this occasion.
The reason I deactivated my Facebook profile is that I wanted to avoid all the people writing “Happy Birthday” or “HBD!” on my timeline straight from their news feed where Facebook will show that my today is my birthday. I wanted to receive birthday wishes only on my mobile phone and/or my email inbox.
Just to let you know, I have over 800 friends in my list and most of them have added me after they read stories or tutorials written by me on several blogs and websites. I don’t mind adding random people because I don’t share any confidential or extremely private information on Facebook. Also, more friends help me get more clicks on the links [of blog posts and such] I share.
I didn’t want to let everyone wish me and flood my timeline. I wanted to get wishes only from those who really care.
But again, how much do those who care really care?
Every year, I spend my birthday sleeping in my room. I don’t have many friends. Don’t ask me why. I never had. So, I never quite celebrated my birthday since I was a child. This year, I planned for the first time to have a birthday party with a few of my college friends at a restaurant. That plan didn’t work out, though.
I invited a total of 9 friends. 3 guys and 6 girls. I knew that the guys will be there anytime I call them. But I wasn’t sure about the girls. The guys and I often have small parties in restaurants so it was no big deal. I wanted to bring in all my friends who I interact with in and outside college. But my luck wasn’t that good.
Trouble Finding A Venue
I went out of town for a few days and came back on June 2nd. I didn’t feel very well so I had to take June 3rd off everything. On June 4, I started looking for a good venue to hold the party. I was like flooding everyone with messages to help me choose a good restaurant with beautiful decoration. I haven’t been to many, so I had trouble finding. Bashundhara City was the best place to choose from because everyone already knows this place. But Tuesday is the weekly off day in Bashundhara City.
There were two girls who I really wanted to join the party. One is my classmate, Oishi, and another one is her elder sister, Tasnim apu. I communicated with them almost all day throughout June 4th just to make sure the venue is close to their house and the time is comfortable for them. I knew that the other guys would go anyone in the city to attend my party. So I only had to worry about the girls. At last, the venue was fixed at Captain’s World which is at the main gate of our college.
As odd as it may sound, two of the girls I invited said that they were leaving on June 5th in the morning for outside the city. They told me this in the first place, so I had to call Oishi and tell her to bring one or two friends with them. Logically, they would feel boring if there were all guys and they are the only girls. I named two of her friends and asked her to call and confirm.
In a moment, she told me that one other friend, Jessica, confirmed while another one, Hridita, was not picking up the phone. She also told me that if for any case Jessica doesn’t come by, then they won’t be coming, too. Because, like I said, they won’t enjoy it with all the other guys and no girls.
On June 4th, I went to sleep knowing that at least 3 guys and 3 to 4 girls are coming to my little party that I’m throwing on my birthday for the first time ever.
But I woke up only to receive a text message saying that Jessica won’t be able to come and therefore the two sisters won’t come as well.
So, what does that make? It all comes down to the four of us. The four of us that are constantly having parties in roadside food shops and tea stalls.
I didn’t hold the party. I thought there will be about 10 people joining the party. The four of us, the two sisters, and four other girls who are also our classmates.
Two girls were out of town. One was out of reach. One was out of permission. And the remaining two were out of girls.
This seriously hurt me. I don’t have many friends. I never had. After I got admitted into this college, I got a very few friends and I wanted them to join the first ever birthday party. In all my earlier birthdays, I’ve spent time mostly by sleeping or watching movies at home. I never had the fun, or the mood to have fun, or more precisely, friends to have fun with on my birthday.
This birthday, I had; but luck had the same plans for me.
Sorry for writing this long history in a post with totally irrelevant title. I’m sad and I just wanted to get the words out.