STOP celebrating b'day...

“Is this birthday makes you feel older?” Ali Sir, whom I believe as “the” philosopher of our college, asked me with his soft, lazy and unclear voice, which I could not get, even after his reiterating for two to three times. I asked Shreerupa Ma’am, about the question. Ma’am told me in Oriya-Janma dina re tote lage ki tu Bada hoijaichu?. I instantaneously said “No”, even without thinking for an apt reply to his question. He then said, “Its okay, then I will take one (chocolate)”.
Then I took my bag and left for home unlike every other day. I was driving slowly. People, who have seen my driving, might laugh, as if I drive very fast in other days. However, I was asking myself “have I really grown up?”, “Have I really seen 20 springs (answer to Kartik Sir’s question) in my life?” Really I have never thought of it.
I looked at the mirror of the bike and asked myself again and again, the same. Am I really grown up? I was not prepared to accept the reality instantly because today also I believe myself that little child, what I was 10 to 12 yrs before. But my white hair on that mirror was simply unwilling to go with my emotions.
Really inside this 6’ body, I am that tutul, what I was before. Today also, I look for my mother while taking food. Today also my mother keeps my books and copies inside my bag when I come to college. Today also my brother (younger to me) brings for me clothes and other things. Today also I sit at back, while going anywhere, as if I am younger to my brother. Today also I play with little kids as their friends of their age. Today also I keep on drawing when I am studying.
Any one may deny, but I am still a child and I also want to remain one. Free from antagonism, far from envy, free from revulsion and liberated from all awful stuffs. My friends! childhood is incredibly pleasant. Make the birthday at least a day to go back to your childhood once again. If you feel this birthday, brings you closer to death, STOP celebrating it.