"Happy birthday day, Dad". She hugged me as she wished.
"Thanks! Doll and happy birthday to you too". I kissed her forehead and we separated.

I put the bag I was carrying on the table and loosened my tie to relax.

"I am setting up the dinner table. Why don't you get changed into something comfortable? We will dine together tonight.", she yelled from the kitchen.

"Going to get changed. Kiddo.", I yelled back going into my room to slip into my night clothes.

Soon I came back wearing a loose kurta and pajama. She had also come out of the kitchen and had put delicious food and beautiful cake on the table.

"Looks tasty.", I complimented walking to the table. At the table, I pulled a chair back for her and took the chair opposite to her to sit.

"Why don't we cut the cake first before starting with the dinner?", I suggested and pulled the cake between us from the side of the table.

I took out two candles from the candle box and put them onto the cake. Then she lit them with the matchbox she had with her.

"Make a wish.". We spoke together and then laughed.

"You go first.", I said to her and she closed her eyes. She wished for something and then blew out one of the candles.
I clapped and sang Happy Birthday to her.

"Now, it's time for you to blow out your candle but before that, where is my gift?", she asked excitedly.

"Well, sorry kiddo I forgot to buy one for you. It was a very busy day.", I explained.

"It's okay Dad. I understand.", she replied disappointedly but then she burst into laughter and told me that she knew I would forget so she had...