I’m silently waiting for someone to wish me a happy birthday.I’m really depressed.

Today, as I celebrate my birthday, a tinge of sadness lingers within me, for the day has passed without any birthday wishes gracing my presence.

The absence of happy messages and sincere greetings leaves a void, a longing to be remembered and appreciated by my loved ones.

Yet, in the midst of this moment of loneliness, I cling to the hope that perhaps the desires are yet to come, delayed by the busy currents of life.

However, I remind myself that the true essence of a birthday lies not in the number of good wishes received, but in the love and joy that permeate every passing moment.

Today may not have been filled with birthday wishes, but I am taking the opportunity to appreciate the beauty of solitude and reflect on the blessings that have graced my journey thus far.

And in this quiet space, I hold on to the belief that the universe will grant me my wishes in its own divine timing.