Its not September

Not long time back one my friend whom with I almost
share the horrific Birthday; cried over the fact of being born
in September. That person was also going through the
trauma that I suffered and still suffer; the trauma of
being crashed and lost your own dream for which you have
promised to leave everything. I got afraid, thinking about the
fact that might be its the September which is ruining our
all the dreams. But, after many years I felt really happy,
when I got to know that the person actually achieved it,
which I could not. The birth-shake will not be a story now.
I was happy and am happy but could not express how to celebrate
it as nobody will understand the burden that I was carrying.
I'm glad that its not September.