Blogging Challenge: Day 30
Mera budday aa raha hai 
I am like a little kid when it comes to my birthday. I start the countdown and eating everyone’s head to make sure they don’t forget it. I drop very un-subtle hints about what I want as a gift until the Hujband equally unsubtly (is that even a word?) reminds me that he is not a Tata-Ambani and he really can’t afford to buy me a helicopter for my birthday, much as he would like to, and even if he did, then considering the rising fuel prices, the gift would not include a full tank. I always get a little introspective around the time that the birthday rolls around (also a little bit greedy 
). Well, if our wallets did permit, this would be my wishlist -
- A bookshop of my own/ supply of never-ending books for the rest of my life
- A book deal
- A certified masseuse on call 24/7
- A helicopter with a never-ending fuel tank
Yup that’s all for now…and on that note I leave you with this song 
