Krazzy Happy Bud-day

Dear All
At popular requests and dada's nirdesh here is a minute by minute lekha jokha of my happy Budday
Starting off at 9.30 from Udaipur, sleep deserted me till 12.30 when mom's fon rang!!! I had to wake up at 2.35 at Kota. Last time round, the physical trauma of 3 trips between Udaipur and Indore had left me feeling like the hunch back of notre dame.
I woke up 2.15 to alight at the kota junction at 2.40 to fulfill my residual quota of sleep. Till 3.20 I was looking for a place to do that. First class waiting room was stinking like anything.
So I decided to sleep on a bench. Ere 15 minutes had passed when a man with 2 boys and 3 girls and one woman came and demanded. Hum bhi baithenge yahaan pe!!!.
Kyon is duniyan main ye hi akeli kursi bachi hai kya??
Nahin hum yahin baithenge!!
To theek hai phir aap hi baith jao!! I commanded sneering at those semdoo kids and marched off to the stinking first AC waiting room.
I slumped onto a vacant chair at 3.45 putting the alarm at 4.30 so as to catch the 4.40 train that departs at 4.50.
I dreamt of papa offering me pohas and kheer poodi before my hands mechanically killed off the snooze button. My delirious eyes opened at 5. Aur main badhawas sa bahar bhaga. The happy family was still sitting on the bench and the kids were looking at me with fear in their eyes.
Who Indore wali train gayi kya?? I demanded from one of them.
Another man raised a finger that pointed towards the brand new electronic watch. I heaved a sign of relief at the kindness of Indian Railways as the train was running full one hour late!!!!!
I slept Till 12.30 noon that day attending fon calls every half an hour before they got disconnected by the cruel Air-tell.
At 1.30 after noon when I reached home following were the Birthday celebrations that I carried out in continous succession. Definition of lunch and breakfast was changed now…
1 glass tarbooz ka rass

Pao bhar ¼ Cake (sent by kind kanwar saab)
One full plate of indori phariyali khichdi (waise bhi mera fast to ab slow pad chuka tha)
Aloo ki Sabjee, Poodiyan, Dal Chawal (gujrati thali ki takkar ka full meal)
Pooran Ki Poli (with 3 spoons of Ghee)
Besan ki mithaiyan (3-4 piece)
1 glass angoor ka rass
Snacks at Rajmohalla
Neebu ka Sharbat
Having gone completely Crazzy eating so much within 2 hours we decided to watch Krazzy four. So mom and me marched off to Rajmohalla to become one of the 20 odd Krazzy people sitting and suffering through that foolish movie. This movie changed the way we see outside world because it expanded the definition of Krazeee to include quite a few known faces J
Dinner was logically completed with Bacha hua Pooran Poli from the noon feast!!!
This is how I became 28 years old just two years away from getting on the wrong side.