Saturday, March 27, 2010

Birthday Cake

It was his Birthday. The entire day was spent in receiving greetings through phone and e-mails. All the care and attention made him happy, and he wore a smile through the day.

In the evening, his friends brought him the birthday cake. It was a wonderful one. It was round, and had three layers of vanilla, pineapple and chocolate. And the icing was a crest sputtered with dry fruits. And finally it was topped with cherries. Truly tempting. He couldn't wait to cut the cake and have a taste of it. So, finally after the clapping and song of Happy Birthday started, he picked up the knife and sliced the cake through the center making a nice piece for himself. Somebody picked up the piece and was about to push it through his mouth, when a bell rang in his mind. Today was a friday. He never ate non-neg on fridays. He is a murderer all other days, but turns to a saint on friday. He pushed his friends hand and excused himself. Why?? His friend asked. As a rule I don't eat non-veg including eggs on friday, he said. Very well, bad luck....his friend said, and all the others helped themselves on the cake, as he watched it from the corner of his eyes. After 5 minutes, there were only crumbs remaining and they all cleared the place.

Before going to sleep, he wondered, that was no bad luck, why have I imposed such rules upon me ?

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