My birthday which falls on the 21st of March could never be celebrated when I was a kid. The reason being, schools usually had scheduled their exams around that time. So birthday parties would be in April. I hated it so much that at age ten, I declared I did not want any more parties.
The month of March did not just spoil birthday parties for me but also made me deeply religious. You see, I never studied all year long and had to score decent marks to get promoted from one year to the other. So I would end up doing something I mostly avoided. I prayed and raised divine blessings by taking the most terribly of oaths possible for my final exams.
Now that we are well into March again, I get a bit nostalgic. That torturous month before vacations. That horrible month which turns the otherwise rational atheists into a religious god fearing morons.
But these days the month of March is not even half as exciting. I have stopped raising divine blessings with terrible oaths for the better part of the last decade. There is the minor irritant of taxes but I can actually enjoy myself on my birthday without worrying about studies.
March looks so much better these days. 🙂
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