What a joyous celebration tonight!
The hall was packed. Balloons bounced around. There were special decorations. People got there early and were happy. We sang him some songs. We danced with him. We ate cake with him. We listened to his lecture and did his exercises and chanted two mantras.
Then we went up to perfect strangers and said, "I don’t know you, but every time I see you, I just feel ridiculous amounts of love for you."
I have to admit I was a bit apprehensive of the balloons and the songs. I didn’t want to get too cultish. A real man doesn’t make a fuss about another man’s birthday. I kinda sat on my hands for much of it but in the end the good cheer was too much for my defenses.
