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I cannot plan for my birthday without thinking of you. Yours would come just two days before mine. And I can only be grateful that on your last year, the three of us childhood friends could finally celebrate each other's birthdays and exchange our gifts - something we had planned every year of our childhood years but which never came owing to the summer vacations. I can only be grateful that on your last year, you spent so much time with me- something we had missed for many years before that owing to the locations, as well as our own differences. I can't believe we didn't talk over some simple exchange of judgements towards each other. If we were alive, you'd probably in the room next to mine, with Aunty, planning a road trip to either Coorg or Kochi, or discussing a business plan with that sitting amount in your savings account. Or maybe just spending my money on food. :-D You know I don't interact with your ex-girlfriends anymore. They caused you a lot of pain. An