pink potato rises yet again.... with the same drenched life with her love for food and the boy of her dreams.

With a wounded heart I went on to the aisle to have a look at the cake that would pump the blood into my heart, once again, and I would be able to bear with the utmost jaw breaking laughter's at the most special day of my life. There I saw sonia leaning over the boy of my dreams and here I was leaning over cake as it was my boo. No, i sighed, while gazing at the chocolate dipped cake.
Within a couple of minutes, people started gathering around the table, and I gasped because now I have to share even the cake with them :-( Ah! another big stroke to me. I was handed over the knife covered with gold paper having my name written over it as a king's name inscribed on his sword... finally something to make me feel like a queen...!!!
while I was in the midst of my joy and dreaming to savour it's first chocolaty touch to my lips, my aunt's little headed, froggy eyed baby started tripping form nowhere to eat the cake. NO, I said , It was my birthday, I didn't wanted to share anything now, already had sonia coiled over justin like a snake on a tree. My heart skipped a heartbeat when he was given the first chunk to cherish and I stood there blank faced, numb smiling at him like nothing happened.
Finally my turn came and I filled my mouth so much that I could barely breathe, then I understood why in movies, heart broken girls eat chocolate.. same pinch because I was feeling the same. I was actually going through a dilemma whether sonia over justin is a bigger cut or letting that fierce boy eat my cake a major blow? But whatever.. my heart was broken and I was going through some serious emotional crisis and wanted someone to support me and someone who could fill me with joy and happiness.... and whats better than CAKE!!!!

The man whose laughter could lighten all the burdens of humiliation and who could turn my bad days into good, with his sight only, came to the party clad beautifully in a white and black combo. My eyes filled with heart emoticon at that rare sight of him who used to avoid me at school or private fuctions. The IMperfect story..!!

Among those bitchy chuckles, I heard a sweet laughter coming from the corner of the hall... that vision held me in happiness and I forgot every comical taunts of people around and gazed at him like I gaze at food with my eyes wide open. Forgot to mention, Justin, the highlight of the story with whom I have imagined all my days of playing and eating since childhood. we were family friends, studying in the same school and in the same class. Everything was great but not everything is perfect forever, my strange behaviour that freezes me in front of him, never allowed me to move my tongue pouring words out. Moreover once he saw me beating up a guy at school and since then has always kept a safe distance from me. I used to get mad at every girl he talks to and would kill them in my mind a hundred times, though want to in real life but, on thinking about the world, I take my step back on being the reigning queen who shall hail forever.
on seeing him alone for some time I went up straight to talking to him, the scene I have already practised for more than 72 times and as it was about to happen I saw big mouth sonia taking him commenting on my pinkish dress that took me demeaning. Grief stricken I went up straight to the ice-cream parlour at the buffet and commenced planning to kill this droopy sonia.I could have done it already but what was stopping was the fact that what would happen to him in my absence. On realising I dropped the plan and started looking for alternatives for the same and came up with nothing for a while till I saw another blow as steve coming straight to me crying pink potato since he entered. I wanted that day to be a dream that should end as soon as possible and never ever turn itself into reality. But, to my bad luck It was true and I was actually cornered off the limelight on my own birthday party. everybody were joyfully commenting and chuckling at me that felt like a dagger in the heart. 

That day I actually understood the feeling of getting separated from the one you truly wanted in your life. whatever you dream of the whole universe conspires to make it to you.. I don't know why in my case the universe forgets the address and sends it somewhere else.

My heart plunged for a while when dad kept the cake over the dresser and ordered me not to touch it. Moreover two bodyguards were employed to  keep it unscathed. Get ready, guests are arriving and I had to control my emotions when I heard my mom shouting from a distance. As I went following the voice, my eyes went wide open on seeing my surprise gift- It was a pink dress with silver embroidery below neck and on its sides and a lace along its ends. PINK?!! Oh god..why?? suddenly I could feel nothing and went numb for a while and recalled how hard my friends laughed at me when at playschool, while we were playing in the garden and having fun, as I sat on a see-saw, my close fitted pink skirt snagged and I was named- Pink Potato. I was mocked by everyone and was the laughing stock for everybody at school. since then I developed a hatred towards this color and swore by god not to wear it ever.
But today, on my oath breaking day as it is going to be, I would dress myself for my very own humiliation by my own friends amidst my family and thanks to my mum who brought me this wonderful piece of embarassment. A yet another emotional trauma I had to go through besides the cake. As it was the only dress that fitted me from the 5 dresses I tried as it was the largest of all in size, I was confused whether to cry or be happy. Taking a deep breath, I hid myself at the corner while gazing at the door for incoming guests as it was accustom for the birthday girl to be present, I regret inviting myself at my birthday party.
Amongst all the guests in the hall, I could hear a laugh from a distance that was so clear and loud that it was enough to put me in a coma, I saw sonia, laughing from ear to ear with her two teeth coming out from her big ass flabby mouth. Pointing a finger towards me- shouting Pink Potato. I could feel that my fairy godmother must have lost her way in the jungle or maybe was kidnapped or maybe she is just so busy eating chocolate cakes that never wanted to come for my rescue. And no she didn't zip her mouth and puked everything about that incident and once again I became the laughing stock of the town. 

Only two things could race my heartbeat -Mathematics problems or someone asking me what do I want to eat? Well of course the latter one did it in a good way. At five, I thought myself to be the queen of the world, well, at eleven I became more realistic and my queendom was my room where I was the queen. You wondering where my servants are, ofcourse they exist, I mean ya, in my imagination!! Atleast they do as I say.... and we should always be positive..right..yayyy!!! No it doesn't end here, well as they say, the Show must go on!!

Chocolate cake or strawberry cake? The women at the bakery stared at me as if I was to steal something. Struck with the beautiful shapes and size of the beautiful cakes, I tried to lick it, but blasted my nose at the glass. The woman already irritated at me, asked for the 23rd time, which one do you want?
Duh!!
What a six year old girl supposed to do when such a difficult question has been put forward to her, who is tempted, swash buckled and directionless to choose one of the cakes. More or less it looked a mathematics test to me....just so you know I already suck at that!! My mom once told me to do as your heart says, in my case it involves stomach as well, and I knew it was screaming chocolate on repeat like my favourite song.
okay, so the lady can actually laugh, I thought to myself. Ahaan!! I don't think she hates me that much as she gave me a candy as a reward for not taking the whole year for the selection. she liked me?? I bet!!
Back in the car, tempted to taste it I was about to open it but my dad came as the knight in the  shining armour, snatched it from me and what else, I was tied to the front seat!! Damn, I am the queen of the day, I thought to myself. He was supposed to keep me happy with diamonds, or emeralds or even a castle, and I wasn't allowed to touch my birthday cake in the first place!!
Okay what a kick start to the birthday, huhh!!