It’s my Birthday

… I’ll cry if I want to. Oh boy, another birthday … Karen could be excused for crying on her birthday, especially as it’s the first one since husband got a plane to States and never came back. Then there’s fact that workmates were practically bribed attend meal. But when restaurant double booking leads sharing table with single dad Elliot his daughter, things start looking up. As gets know she experiences feelings thought she’d have again. is it enough? Or will thing destroyed Karen’s previous relationship also ruin Elliot?

“In the coming year,” she said, hoisting her blindingly clean and gleaming glass into air, “may half of all your dreams come true.” “Mom,” I said to her, “isn’t that kind pathetic?” “Well, it’s realistic.” It’s thirty-sixth birthday, really thought things would be different this year—that she’d have figured out men how get along with narcissistic parents enough survive a birthday celebration. But nothing’s changed. Her disappointing day is capped off by delivery huge bouquet flowers from Carl, whom has recently, bitterly, split. A gesture reconciliation? Of passive aggression? She’s too unhinged tell. My F—ing Birthday unfolds in seven state-of-my-life addresses hapless high school art teacher writes herself on consecutive birthdays, as determined break patterns behavior are keeping down. objective: avoid making same mistakes over start some new ones. Through outrageously funny years needling parents, self-absorbed boyfriends, riots, O.J., Monica—and bigger bouquets Carl—she navigates circuitous (and ultimately successful) route happiness world where everything seems conspire contrary. What Learned This Year That Need Remember 1. No more taking bait Mom. Even if fight becomes about not bait. 2. dwelling past. 3. Try much harder continue being vegetarian. will limit restaurants folks can take me to. 4. trying decode Carl. If he sends them again, just think fun, free thing, like little sample box cereal or detergent suddenly appears mailbox. 5. Don’t make big deal fact there were no guys year. Perhaps that’s better thing than continuing involved who exhibit beginning indicates whole completely hopeless. So try remember above coping strategy when am so crazed horniness want throw myself building. 6. mumbo jumbo. means calling 900 astrology numbers listed at end horoscopes women’s magazines find my love forecast. And going psychics, matter dicey get.

Anthology “The day my life started- My Birthday” is a compilation by Ananya Singh and Ashutosh Das. This anthology based on birthday feelings. Every writeup related to born-day special memories of birthday!! It collection writings tied together 70 writers the same theme. recognised OMG Book Records .