PARTY OF THE YEAR

I was totally flabbergasted when one of my friends reminded about my natal day to the fellow mates in the class. Gosh, I was so sure and confident that they won't remember it and I was wrong. They even knew the exact date and the worst of all, they are expecting a grand celebration. I tried not to give a heed on it and attempted to divert the topic only to go in vain. Everyone seemed to be excitedly waiting to celebrate my birthday to which I showed no sign of positivity. No one is at my back to support me this time. They all want my birthday treat by any means. Despite the money constraints, they want me to blow a huge party. I heartily laughed, as if I was taking heed of their words, except in jest. 

September days has gone too far with just a week left to gladly accept the fresh October month. I am yet to think of whether I should take their words and celebrate my birthday which I normally don't. They try to remind me almost every day with a heavy smile in their mouth. Ofcourse, I know why they are prompting persistently this time unlike the previous years. My silence will deject my friends because they are going to miss the anniversary celebration of my 25 years of stay which will never come back in future. 

They are like, how can one simply keep mum when it is time to be in the euphoric mood. I asked jokingly if they would turn up to my birthday party with sizable gifts and all roar into laughter. So, I said I will also laugh if someone reminds me thereafter. This is once in a life time opportunity to make it a memorable moment, avers a friend sitting behind me and all are there to agree with him. Another guy says, Silver Jubilee celebration, Wow!! I am expecting it to be the number one contender for the party of the year contest. Everybody tries to add on what has already been fermented, leaving me in the state where unsnarling is almost impossible. 

A friend came up with a list of dishes indited on a paper. They believe, any party or gathering without liquor will be a bland one, hinting me to buy Royal Stag liquor which is preferred over all other of same rate. It will be quite difficult to please them with the amount that I have in my ATM card. We sail in the same boat, so I know they won't take it as a feeble excuse. As of now, let me mute myself and act pretentiously clueless as if I have forgotten my birthday which I should competently term as Silver Jubilee- 25 years of prosperous stay.