Serendipity: Happy 21

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Happy 21

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I turned 21 today. Everyone I possibly did wish me. There were people around me. They celebrated my birthday. One good thing was that not many random people turned. I missed my family. I have not seen my family for the last 4 years on my birthday. It is not easy. What did I do when I turned 21? I sat in the library for almost the entire day. Went to Surya with Sanjit, Surya and Lalu for dinner. I could not drink. I spent a sum total of 2 hours there. I wanted to give myself a birthday gift of sleeping. That did not happen.

I woke up the next morning with a heavy heart. I woke up cursing myself. I never wanted to turn 21. I ran to class and missed my attendance. Walked off from the class in pissed off state. I went to class for next hour but after that I refused to go to that wretched place.

The 'old' me. I have killed him.

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