Birthdays...

Aah birthdays... those "wonderful" days filled with annoying songs and messy faces (covered in chocolate , vanilla pineapple or whatever)... Society brings us up to anticipate our birthday... Society also brings us up to expect... To expect a cake... To expect gifts... To expect greetings... To expect to be remembered..............

Society brings us up to be disappointed... It brings us up to expect... And expectation can only lead to disappointment... Disappointment in yourself and your peers... Birthdays are an invention... An invention to give you hope and happiness, and take it all away in one single swoop...

What is a birthday but the anniversary of the day we exit our mother's womb and enter the world as we now know it, a day our mothers went through excruciating pain to bring us to this world... Is it not a day that marks us one year closer to our death... Yes these are but a few depressing sides of birthdays... So why are we brought up to celebrate this day??? Is it the morbidity in us? Or is it teach us the value of disappointment? Ah birthdays... What a pointless invention by our glorious minds...