No matter how much of an extrovert one is, when it comes to feeding birthday cake to folks singing the song around - the consciousness sets in. The mess the creamy pastry creates, the horrifying process of feeding the cake without them literally biting one's fingers, the apprehension of 'what if cake drops' - Ah HORRIBLE.
The dilemma of someone taking a small bite, and then the thought of should you feed the same piece to the next person, or should you drop rest of the cake to a plate, or just shove the entire piece inside their mouth - the mind races all this in literally 5-6 secs. The safe bet would always be joke about it - ನಿಮಗೂ ಇದನ್ನೇ ತಿನ್ನಿಸ್ತಾ ಇದೀನಿ, ಹ..ಹ... They'll also be like "WTF ಕೊಡಮ್ಮ ಆಯ್ತು"!
10 years back I thought the worst part of this is people smearing cake on your face and then you spending next few hours taking the cream off. But as you age, things change. What was pain in the ass actually starts becoming your comfort zone. That is the beauty of birthdays. It tells you, how you've aged, how you've travelled 'whom should I take to distribute chocolates' to 'Birthday Bumps ಬೇಡ' to 'Don't smear cake' to 'how to feed the cake'.
1 comments:
There is a solution. Just like taking someone along to distribute chocolates, take someone along to feed cake 😂 . And trust me, you feeding cake to everyone is so much better than everyone feeding you cake
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