My
son pounced on me this morning, eager for me to open my gift and read the ‘essay’
scribbled in my birthday card. There was
a childlike excitement in the home, and I chose not to dampen his spirit. After
all, birthdays evoke feelings of enthusiasm, and even the Eurogroup’s demands were certainly not going to rain on my parade.
I
ended up embracing my son’s elated tone, as we cuddled together on the bed,
pretending to escape from the madness that was gripping the real world outside.
Celebrating
a birthday or an anniversary is a wonderful experience when one is surrounded
by the warmth of loving individuals. Admittedly,
I’ve been preoccupied with my hectic schedule of commitments that I almost
forgot to acknowledge my own birthday. But
the continuous beeping sound emerging from my mobile phone, reminded me that a
world of Facebook friends had been
notified of my birthdate, extending their wishes for a healthy and prosperous
year ahead. I remain indebted.
I
was determined to disclose a piece of optimistic news today; truthfully, I
think we all need it, but I am required to hold the mute button for another
week. Acting on the rumour that one of
Cyprus’ popular banks is heading for closure, I dashed off this morning to the nearest
ATM, only to be greeted by a series of multiple crowds, threatening to throw
the doors down.
I
finally got my chance to use the cashpoint, withdrawing my daily limit – foolishly
convincing myself that the money in my hand would act as a safety net in the
event of an emergency.
My
wife informed me that a tray of cupcakes were created by her precious hands in
honour of my birthday. All dieting (and
banking) has been suspended until further notice, or at least until the
celebration is over.
Weight
for me tomorrow. Paul
Paul Lambis is the author of “Where is Home?” – A journey of hilarious contrasts. For more information on Paul Lambis, and to order his book online,
visit www.paul-lambis.com
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