I read the poetry posted by Shruti on her birthday ,I realized it is true once we cross past a certain age. Mirrors dont reflect any change in terms of height and this phase of life doesnt add on the wrinkles too.
Birthdays come, adding another year of experience in our life or an year deducted from our lifespan, whichever way we take it. Whatever be the age we are, it gives a sense of happiness and pleasure in receiving the wishes and gifts.
But this birthday, I could sense another year added on to my age, for I could see a kid who grown up to a lovable boy in a span of one year.
It was really a Happy Birthday for me.