A Quiet BirthdayBirthdays are curious things. For most people, they mark a day of jubilation — a time when laughter fills the air, cakes are cut, candles are blown, and wishes are exchanged in abundance. Colourful balloons sway gently, music dances through the room, and the scent of flowers, sweets, and perfumes blend into an intoxicating celebration of life itself. It is a day when the world seems to pause and revolve around one person — the one whose name is written upon the calendar for that date. Yet, for me, things have always been different. I do not dislike