Day 032 – The circles close… My birthday day

This particular day is among those weird ones. Couple of “smal” things happened between my last post and today…

Saturday 30.06., 15.30 : the new Karachi intern Seto from Indonesia has arrived. A pretty strong storm has come to give him a nice wet kiss on his forehead, but for some reason it missed him and hit only those who came to pick him up (me, Nida and Taha included). Upon meeting him at airport we have been wet like fishes… Cool guy seems like Despite the fact that due to rain it was really cold, he asked if its always so hot in here Well, a new person has come, I am no more the “new guy”…

Saturday 30.06., 23.59 : during a roof party the MC 2006/07 handed over to us, MC 2007/08. Saying that they did a great job during the year, and if it was not them our (MC 07/08) ideashow to change AIESEC Pakistan, would be useless, everybody knows that… You guys have made the ground strong enough for us to jump high BTW I found out that overdosis of Pakola has no effect on me… An MC year is over, I am officially no more member of AIESEC Slovakia and officially belong to Pakistan.

Sunday 01.07., 23.59 : I receive my birthday wishing from Nida through phone in Khurams car while holding a cup of Blueberry icecream and listening to Rod Zombie – Clubbed to death. Very nice moment. Another year is over…

Monday 02.07., 09.00 : I am woken up and going for a meeting in Ashoka, I am caughing like hell, sneezing like Niagara and feel rather shitty/sleepy the whole day.

Monday 02.07., 22.00 : I am woken up and told to go and see the others on roof, as I am the only one still in the flat… Nida says she is sorry they didnt organize anything for my birthday. I personally also think that a year from now I will make the party BIG. As I feel not too well, it takes me some 10 minutes to get up there…

Monday 02.07., 22.10 : I get on the roof, Yao (my roommate from Cote dIvore) jumps on me, people scream Happy birthday and I am given a cake with my name on top I am quiet for some minute or two and than just say.. Thank You. As I dont look too happy they think I knew about it all the time… Trust me, I had no idea, but I was just woken up!

Tuesday 03.07., 02.30 : me, Emad, Nida and Seto are sitting at the top of the water tank and watching the city and sky. Seto says: “Its not important where You go, if You meet the right people“. True…

Thank You: Nida, Marina, Taha, Emad, Kurt, Seto, Yao, Wangari, Khuram, Ahmed… And everybody who remembered and sent me an SMS or mail. As my memory sucks I often forget about Your celebrations, I am sorry for that. But maybe one day, I will just find out on time and shock You

You said that You thought that I will with tears in my eyes write on my blog how You forgot my birthday. In fact You did the oposite… I feel like at home here.