Turning 25...

So finally, Bond completes 25 years of life on Planet Earth. Isn't everyone oh-so-happy and blessed? No? Then why congratulating me for turning 25? Caught ya! Well congrats to you too, for jheloing me for 25 years here!

This time the birthday was kinda different... There were so many firsts.. I showed whom I love the most - more than each and every dear friend - which will come a li'l later, I got a li'l worried about getting old, hell, I FELT getting older... and then, an unwanted first - first birthday without my Grandfather's wishes - I know the wishes are flowing from Above now, but...

The 25th year of my life begin with a blast indeed. I set my cell on silent mode at around 11pm the previous night and went to a restless yet strangely excited sleep for an hour. Generally I wake up all by myself at 11.45pm or so, murmur prayers, thank God for everything and by the time its midnight, start getting calls. But not this time. I woke up with a start at around 4am, and realized I had crossed all limits, and slept through the historical event - of my reaching the silver jubilee, of completing brahmcharya ashram and entering grahasth! Saw a lot many missed calls (so all those who tried calling more than once that night finally realised my love for my sleep - albeit the harder way), an equal no. of emails (I use a blackberry) and messages. Felt bad about missing the midnight moment, sleeping through the stroke of the midnight hour, while the world was awake and calling (particularly two special friends - one desi and one videsi). Anyways. Got up, said prayers, replied to most messages and went back to sleep. Awoke, visibly happy yet feeling strangely odd and old and mature - 25 now seemed a magical barrier which I had crossed!

Going to office for giving my darshan to the team, wearing new clothes (again a white shirt) and cutting the cake, getting it smeared on my face, attending calls and emails all day, catching up with friends and relatives and returning home to a quite and lavish family dinner at evening are all a strangely fresh yet blurred memory... What has started worrying me is that I have crossed a magical number. I, the one very cautious with numbers professionally, just wish that as far as ages are concerned, the numbers should stop at 24! God, can you grant me this priviledge?