Ohh, i forgot.

I have tried like hundred times. Maybe more, I am not sure, I was dreaming about sleeping, in the class when the teacher was teaching counting. I can’t remember the birthdays of my friends. I mean I just cannot. My best friend was born in august. I mean in AUGUST. 6 days after India got independence. And who can forget Independence day? I mean, the only day with a guaranteed off. So, his one is an easy one. 21st August. The next one I remember not because it’s 7th December, but because it’s on 7th December. I love wars. And any self-confessed lover of wars will be a pretentious bastard if he didn’t knew on 7th December at 7:53 A.M on a lazy Sunday morning on the call of “tora tora tora” from Admiral Yamamoto, Japanese planes begin pounding America’s pacific fleet at Pearl Harbour. So lucky she, that she was born on this day and I can remember her birth date.
Then comes the duffer who has to be born, like 7 days before I did. I hope you don’t expect me to not remember my own birthday. That would be like so duh. So his is on 13th Feb. Next up is the fat bum, she was like born 3 days before the pearl harbour attack. On the 4th of December. You can’t miss any birthdays near the pearl harbour date, if you like know that on the 7th of December at 7:53 A.M on a lazy Sunday morning on the call of “tora tora tora” from Admiral Yamamoto, Japanese planes begin pounding America’s pacific fleet at Pearl Harbour. One of the other buffoons I know was born on 26th Dec, that’s like a day after Christmas. That night is too bright to miss. Miss. Bite-to-show-your-love was born on 18th Feb. Like two days before the day I was born. Told you not dumb enough to miss that one. Miss. Baloon was born on 1st august, and that’s like 1st. No one forgets 1st. It’s like the first thing you learn, because it's the 1st number, silly. And it’s possibly the last thing you will forget. Another one of the crazy ones was born on 23rd January, that’s an odd day. Like just 3 days before Republic day- another guaranteed chutti. Since it’s kind an odd day, I remember that day too. And…..
Wait a sec, this implies I remember their buddays. That’s not a conclusion I thought I would arrive at when I started writing this. Goddamn it. I don’t like to arrive at something different than what I thought of arriving at. My brain took me for a ride. I don’t like these kinds of rides. I don’t like any rides, unless it involves an internal combustion engine. I love bikes. Even Bhaskar has a new one. Wait a sec, when was his birthday? Hmmm