I couldn’t believe I turned 25 last Monday. It seemed like just
yesterday I was that ugly, skinny, awkward kid. Who would believe that
kid could go through such an amazing metamorphosis, and bloom into this
ugly, skinny, awkward lady?
My birthday this year was the most memorable and no doubt
unforgettable one, after the one when I was six and my over imaginative
brother, Dodi, who helped my aunt to carry my birthday cake from the
bakery to the car suddenly heard a cry of help thus swung the box over
his head an yell ‘Thunder! Thunder! Thunder cat!!!’ Because at that
time Thunder Cat was among children like Desparate Housewives among
adults these days and Dodi strongly believed that he was Lion-O. My
birthday cake that year was a lump of gooey colorful icing on cake that
had shattered so much there was not a stable piece for the candle to
stand at all.
My 25th birthday cake was equally special; it was…….
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