Funny Birthday Journey Poem

by Sid
(Mumbai, India)

It was the 2nd of October, 2004, and for the first time I was not with my family to celebrate my birthday. Till now, every year we had a grand birthday party. But this year I had moved away to pursue my education.

At 12 o'clock midnight was a call from my dad. We spoke for a long time, mostly about how much we missed each other and how much fun it would be to celebrate my birthday together.

After this sad conversation, I knew that I had to be there with my family on this day. Impulsively, without letting my parents know my intentions, I left for home to give them a surprise visit.

I boarded a train at 3 a.m. It took 14 hours to reach my home. I was standing outside my house full of joy, and just when I was about to ring the door bell, my phone rang.

It was my dad on the other side so I picked up the call. "Where are you, my son? Open the door and come outside." said my dad.

I got confused and urged my dad to open his door. Now my dad was also confused, but within seconds laughter broke out from both sides as I realized that he was there along with my mother, standing outside my hostel to give me a surprise visit.

We couldn't stop laughing for a minute, then decided to meet at a halfway place. It took more than 6 hours to reach the railway station where my parents were waiting with a cake in hand.

When they saw me, there was still 5 minutes left in the day, so they started singing the "Happy Birthday song" for me even though the station was very crowded.

To my uttermost surprise, the people on the platform joined my parents in singing. And there, in front of a thousand strangers, was the most memorable and craziest birthday in my heart. I blew out the candles there at the station, and was wished "Happy Birthday!" by all.

Blow Out The Birthday Candles

On a very fine night,
when the moon was bright,
when the wind was rattling,
and the stars were dazzling...

When Mother Earth bathed in the light of the moon,
and a falling star promised good times soon,
when the world was full of ecstasy and joy,
my birthday had only seconds to pass by.

When the clock approached twelve like the tick tock of sandals,
I knew it was time to blow out the candles.