Happy Birthday To You

It’s the middle of September and as we crossed the parking lot to go back to the apartment I felt droplets of rain fall from the gloomy skies above me. Summer was over and fall was beginning. The daylight-savings time would switch back to standard time soon and the sandals and flip flops would be replaced by rain boots and Uggs. The cold was welcoming and being beneath the foggy overcast protected from the sun (kinda) was soothing. We had just finished a big lunch at Olive Garden and the heat from the calories burning through our veins was warming us up on the inside so we could bear the cold walk back to the apartment. Krishna’s birthday was finally over and it was relieving to not have to watch everything I say around her in case I let the surprise slip. Never in a million years did I think I would be sitting in Krishna’s apartment with Pooja setting up for her surprise party while keeping in constant contact with Sheyna to make sure things ran smoothly. Surprisingly this was exactly what I was doing Saturday morning. My anxiety was kicking in slightly but didn’t come into full swing until people began to arrive. Krishna’s birthday had to be special, it had to be fantastic, and it had to perfect.
Krishna was my study buddy, the alarm clock, my bus ride companion, my new Indian friend, the shopping buddy, the only other girl in the group, the balance of good, the dayi, the Jimmy Cricket, the psychologist, the duo to my solo, the antaksari partner, the lift me up when I’m sad, the don’t give a fuck about no hoe when I cared all too much, the save me when I’m drowning in emotion. She’s helped me through a lot of troubled times in recent months. Granted I haven’t known her for years but for the time that I have she’s constantly proved to be a great friend. A lot of people call her all the time and depend on her to solve problems and issues. She’s kept everything in. She’s like Pandora’s Box. I can vent, you can vent, everyone vents and she takes all evils in, shuts each story in its individual box, and keeps it to herself. Never lets it out. She’s kept all my demonic thoughts to herself and helped me calm down when I’m ready to lose it. And for this reason and many more I’m blessed to say that I actually have at least one down friend.
Sheyna and I planned the entire party from start to finish and she was surprised at how much “bonding” we did without her. From jumping on Muni, sampling snow cones at party city, and eating turkey sandwiches we made up a lot of lies to get everything done the way it should be. Many people came to celebrate either because it was a party or because they actually cared that it was her birthday. People from many places as far out as Modesto to just down the hall came through and I know that it meant a lot to see each of them. Besides all the unnecessary drama and too-over-the-top commotion, I’m glad she had a great time throughout the night.
Overall, Krishna is an influential person and she lives the life of an absolute princess. She’s the girl who is a mystery and who is intriguing for those that don’t quite know her. She’s the girl you would love to hate, and although many may, the hatred doesn’t get in the way of her having a good time with those she loves, who are few but plenty. (I’m glad to be one of those people) She's not the type of person whose gonna be your best friend today and leave you in the exhaust fumes tomorrow. Although she’s almost a year younger than me she’s taught me a lot about life especially on friendships and the people that come and go. I met her last year at Navratri and from the start I thought she was bad news. The all too pure for my life of sin. Until I realized slowly, day by day, that this was the dose of sanity I'd been waiting for, the balance that I needed to reach. I went from being way out there on the left wing to coming closer to the center by being drawn to the gravitational force. Krishna is the girl who my parents would praise if I ever make it to my wedding day in one piece, the girl who my family would be glad that I brought around, the girl that my brother will remember because he got ice cream the day he met her, the girl who has influenced me to have hope in the hopeless and be a better person. Thank you, love!!! I hope you had the greatest birthday ever because you deserve it more than anything. Things may be shitty and we may be seeing the gym a lot, if you know what I mean, but you’ve got a great family and great friends who adore you and that’s all ya’ll ever need. And I know you’re hella reading this to Sheyna right now going, THAT’S ME THAT’S ME, She’s talking about me!!! =]

Quote of the Day:
Nikita [look of great enthusiasm]: Oh my god guys! I just realized why it’s called Navratri. It’s because Nav means nine and rat means night and since its nine days they call it Navratri, nine nights.
[Blank stare from Sheyna & Krishna]
Krishna [after a minute or so looks to Sheyna, sarcastically]: Please go get her a cookie! Please!!!

"Stop and Stare, you start to wonder why you're here not there, and you'd give anything to get what's fair, but fair ain't what you really need..can't you see what i see"