Happy Birthday to you

Today is my birthday, like so many (hold on ! all ) others. I was congratulated by my roommate (only) as he is the person who lives with me and it would be rather weird if even he doesn't. Although he did confuse it with yesterday like one of my other acquaintances but to give both of us a little leeway I joked it off and so did he. I don't know where did my social skills take a bite because as far as I can remember I started with a lot of friends (here it means people who wish you on your birthday) but slowly they kept decreasing. And at 25 I have one person.

To wish one on one's birthday should be one of the primary reasons one should go for a roommate. (How many ones did I just write???) I am just happy that my parents and sister did'nt forget because then it would have left the weird zone and entered the rather unfortunate zone. But as far as parents and sisters/brothers are concerned their wishing actually doesn't count while calculating the social success you may think you have achieved. I classify social success into various distinct categories and its highly different from the one which would apply to a westerner given our highly conservative upbringing. And as here the primary key is birthday wishes I shall stick to it as the global parameter.

If you receive less than N+4 wishes (N is the number of roommates) you fall into category 3)

If you receive greater than or equal to N+4 but less than N+8 you fall into category 2

Anything more than that you are category 1 for sure.....

The categories are self explanatory. Category 3 means that you are ...well nothing to anyone else

Category 2 means that you know a couple of other category 2s

Category 1 means you are my role model.

In fact one of the popular reasons for people in the US/Europe cite to turn into Serial Killers/College Shooters/Rapists is that when they were young they did'nt have a birthday party or thier friends/family ran away on them or something.
I think I deserve to at least eve-tease if not rape considering I fall miserably in category 3. But the basic question still to be answered is what effect should it have upon my psyche. What the actual effect has been and why is an entirely different issue altogether. It should have bothered me that I don't even have one friend who would wish me compared to my roommate who actually spent 4 hrs on the phone just a few weeks back on and off. But i guess I have my expectations from life so low that that one call I later received from ICICI bank actually did lift my spirits!! This concept of having very low expectations has been derived over years of practice and has now been mastered by me and my friends ( I still call them friends) and now any upheaval smaller than AIDS would hardly make a difference. AIDS will make a difference because then I wouldn't get married and I don't want to die a ....., you know what :)
I want to write more but I am getting a call.... I might inch towards category 2 !!!!