30/30 ... is overhead. It's too close to even wish it away now.

On one hand I know that this is a special day and I should make something of it. Afterall, it's not every year that one turns 30. And on the other, I really don't know what to celebrate. And this year, many of my friends are not here. (It’s funny how you realise they’re great friends when they’re missing.)

So, I'm just left with myself. Which I think is the reason I began to put down a list of things I'd really want this birthday. And then after.

At first, it felt strange to say ‘I want’. Even to myself. But I’m sharing it because I usually never say what I want. And I never get it.

 

I want sunflowers.

I want to sing- loudly. Karaoke, on a drive, in the open. I just want to sing.

I want colourful balloons- to coat my ceiling and carpet my floor.

I want a watch a movie that makes me cry and laugh.

I want to get drunk- silly, giggly drunk.

I want chocolate.

I want a dog to warm my feet.

I want my true love.

I want someone to remember something I like for a change.

I want a miracle.

I want a penny bear from Fisherman’s wharf.

I want to win a lottery.

I want a father-figure

I want to drive the Bombay-Poona highway myself.

I want to be held.

I want a tub. And a bubble-bath.

I want my moment of fame.

I want to get back one day to a home lit by candles.

I want ride a cycle and a bike.

I want a beetle. (The car!)

I want a bagel with lox.

I want to never have to work out because I have to.

I want a comforter and that back-rest my single friends had named ‘a husband’ ;-)

I want a rocking chair.

I want to be sexy. Besides sweet.

I want a new phone cover.

I want to be taller. 2, 4, 6 inches… anything!

I want a fireplace.

I want the 7-minute hug (take a deep breath!)

I want my soul mate.

I want to be an RJ or a DJ for atleast one night.

I want to be thin, toned, terrific.

I want to be revealed the mystery of ‘timing’.

I want the most heavenly massage possible.

I want to hold my baby.

I want to write a book.

I want to speak french and bengali with flourish.

I want to cut my hair chic-short.

I want to have long hair- cascade down to my back.

I want to para-glide and river-raft.

I want to dive.

I want to swim in an untouched stream or waterfall.

I want to drink beer.

I want to live in tree-house for a little while.

I want to act in a play.

I want my O&M Goa T-shirt!

I want to camp in a tent.

I want to count the stars.

I want a ring that has only my name under it.

Ps. This list is still under construction.