I close my eyes and make a wish. I then blow the candles off the cake..
When I was a kid, I believed in birthday wishes. I thought they would all come true someday.
But even on my eighteenth birthday, I did close my eyes and make a wish. Hoping that it will come true someday. Hoping that I can make it come true one day.
It keeps us going. Right? When we lose hope, we lose faith. We lose everything.
When we are young, we believe in birthday wishes, in tooth fairies and in Santa Clause.
But as we grow up, we realise that these things don't exist in the real world. But we never stop hoping, right? It helps us in keeping up with the shit our lives give us.
So, as I closed my eyes, I made a wish. Hoping that it does come true :)
I blew off the candles of the past, and made a new start. A new beginning of the eighteenth year of my life..
Yes, I turned eighteen yesterday, though I still feel like a six year old :)
And two of my friends gave me the best gift of my life. Thanks a ton to both of you!
You can check them out here :)