31st night blues!

“What’s so special about this night that every body wants to go out and spread chaos? Isn’t it like any other night?” I asked my brother.

Actually, I was a little deflated thinking it was another New Year’s Eve I was going to be spending indoors like any other ordinary night. So I was trying to convince myself that that’s exactly what it was – just another ordinary night, meant to be slept in whether or not the whole world was out there celebrating. Classic case of sour grapes!

“Well yeah,” came the reply, from my ever optimistic darling brother (I swear, sometimes I feel the sun shines right from inside his bedroom door) “…But then isn’t your birthday also like any other day? Or the night before the results or a job interview? Does it really qualify for all the jitters?

And then, isn’t a date just another coffee or dinner? Or a childbirth just another addition into the already overflowing population?”

OUCH!!

And as if to further emphasize the point or maybe just to drive me out of his room so he could continue surfing the net, he went on “And what about your favourite mozzarella cheese sticks? Isn’t it just like any other food? Meant to fill your stomach?”

“Yeah, yeah! I get your point mister!” I sulked and stalked out.

My brother is getting very wise to my mood swings! Maybe a little too wise!