My birth certificate says that I was born on August 8 1997, at five-thirty in the evening i.e almost at the sunset. But it’s a lie.
The truth is, I take a new birth everyday, building again and again from the wreckage of yesterday’s mess, ripping bandages off the old wounds, covering the new ones, washing the dirt sticking to my soles, grabbing more smiles and less sighs,
filling myself up with courage, patience and literature and poetries like I fill up the empty bottles with water every night.
My birth certificate says that I was born twenty years ago, but that is wrong. I was born the previous morning the minute I got out of the bed. Infact, I took a new birth today
[My birthday is a lie]
-purnima
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