My birthday party
Expectation charged the air. Laughter and chatter drenched the room as riotous balloons of colors danced gently in the wind carried by the windows open to scents of new-cut grass and fresh flowers. It was my birthday. The party's full swing. Friends and family, a kaleidoscope of personalities, evolved and shared stories, with their faces illuminated by the yellow rays of the setting sun. The music resounded through the room-from old favorites to new hits-a vibrant mix urging the feet to move and each and every one to join in the celebration. The grand cake, with intricate frosting designs and cascading colorful sprinkles, stood quietly and majestically on its table. Behind it were all the love and care that had been put into it. As I blew out candles into the wind with my wishes for their happiness, warmth overwhelmed me as if in appreciation for such love and happiness enveloping me. The evening was unfolding just like one that had been rehearsed for too long. Every minute was a ...