My Birthday

 Which day do you think would be the worst day in the whole year to get sick? Of course you would say any day would be the worst day to get sick. But which one would be the worst day out of those worst days to be ill?

 Hello and a warm welcome back to my blog. Today, I am going to be talking about my birthday.  My birthday was on the 13th of October. A week earlier, I had planned lots of celebrations for my birthday , that I would play badminton with my cousins, play board games, have ice cream, see a movie and play cards. I had even planned a pre-birthday celebration so I could enjoy the day before my birthday with my maternal grandparents, uncle and my great grand mother who we call BABY Patti which is a humorous irony as she is the oldest person in the family. 

On the morning of 12th October, my pre-birthday celebration was on. First, my Mama and my Patti wanted to let me choose a cake. My mother told me to get a cheap one but my Mama and Patti said no and told me I had no budget limits. How sweet of them!! After thirty minutes of searching, I found the perfect cake from Havmor. It was a hazelnut cake with a Ferrero Rocher on the top.

As we were waiting for it to be delivered, I want to buy birthday candles. I thought the shop across had it so I went walking. But then they didn't, so I went shop after shop with determination in my veins. I finally found the candles in the twenty first shop, I was so exhausted but the thought of the lip smacking cake kept me going. Once I reached home I changed my clothes into a over sized beige and purple oversized T-Shirt with a green pant. Then, I got ready to cut the cake. Everybody sang Happy Birthday and I cut the cake glowering with pride. Then, I took the Ferrero Rocher of the top of the cake and the taste as its crunchy covering cracked in my mouth was unexplainable. Then I had the Ice Cream Cake, It was very scrumptious and each bite melted in my mouth giving out a slight breath of cold air then a delicious taste. The cake put me on cloud nine. I also got so much money as a gift and that made me happier imagining the number of books I could buy with it. At night to make the experience better, my Patti suggested we all watch a movie and I was ecstatic.

We saw a Tamil Movie named Jeans that was so hilarious that I did not realize that I had caught a cold, fever and a headache. After the movie, I went across the street to get medicines and pills. I was in the belief that I would be fine so I took some pills and medicines and hit the sack. 

In the morning, I found out that my temperature was 105 degrees and was very upset. I was so frustrated I felt like shouting but I was to tired to. I checked the thermometer a 1000 times an hour to find out whether my temperature had reduced or not but it had no sign of giving up. I was in the bed until lunch time which I was more angry about as I wanted to go to my cousins' house in the morning. I was as sulky as a drooping flower.

In the afternoon, I went to meet my cousins, Vinay and Harini who had planned a surprise for me. It was the best part of my birthday.

The room was decorated with balloons and a happy birthday sign. I got extremely frightened when I entered the room and had a blasting sound which I found out was confetti which smashed my face. I also cut a cake from a shop named Theobroma which I had been raring to try. The cake was scrumptious and melted in my mouth. I could undoubtedly say that my cousins had made my day and made me forget that I was sick for some time. My aunt had made me my favorite Indian lunch, Sodhi, Rice, Chips and Appalams. It looked so nice and mouth-watering but my sickness prevented me from eating much. After the celebration, I saw TV throughout the afternoon and slept at evening. Then I went back to my house and slept again. 

Overall, I could say my long awaited plans ended up in sleeping but the celebration with my cousins, Patti, ThathaS, Mama and Athai made me jovial. I slept that day vowing to recelebrate my birthday some day soon.