I've never celebrated my birthday as my family did not afford to pay the expenses of a party and hence every year, my mother used to make a cake at home and I used to celebrate it with my brother and sister in the house.
It was the year 2000 and my birthday was on 14th June. I decided with my daughters and my husband to buy a cake and celebrate my birthday at home itself. Everything was set for the day but at the last moment my daughter decided that I should go out with her and have my favorite ice cream from a nearby ice cream parlor. I felt weird as my daughter never liked eating ice cream from that parlor before and when I told my husband to accompany us, he said that he was not feeling well and hence he would stay at home.
My daughter then started buying things from nearby stores to spend more time and I couldn't understand what was going on as it was already quite late and I had left my dinner preparations half at home. I told her to hurry up and after 45 minutes we left for our house. On the way, I scolded her for making it so late as I had to go home and prepare the dinner as well while she kept laughing and told me to relax.
On reaching our home, I opened the door and noticed the room was dark. I thought that the electricity had gone and I immediately spoke out in a frustrated tone "Damn! The electricity is gone again. I will scold the watchman this time and will not give him bonus this Christmas." On saying this, the lights turned on and a balloon burst on top of my head making me scream. I covered my mouth and was shocked and stunned to see all my relatives clapping and wishing me while my husband was approaching me with a cake. I couldn't believe the sight in front of me and my husband came close to me and said "Luiza, now stop scolding the watchman and blow the candles off." I had happy tears in my eyes and I started laughing so much. I blew the candles and cut the cake with my family and my daughter clicked my photograph while the cake was applied on my cheeks by my cousins.
It was the best day of my life and I can never forget those moments ever.
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