An essay on my birthday party of 100 words​

My relatives and close friends started pouring in, the afternoon. Some of them who came from distant places took lunch with us.

The party started in our large dinner hall in the evening. The place was well-lighted with colourful lamps, balloons, ribbons and bunting. The chairs had been arranged by the servants. A large table was laid in the middle of the room.

The cake arrived on time. The renowned baker, Mr. Sirnran, had prepared it. It was a beautiful chocolate cake with the words “Happy Birthday to Reena” embossed on it.

I stood before the cake in a fascinating dress and looked like a princess as the study of snaps later told me. I cut the cake after extinguishing all the candles but one. Everybody clapped saying ‘,Happy Birthday to you.

Every guest was given a piece of cake, sweets, namkeen, cold drinks, ice-cream, etc. Then there were songs and dances to the tune of a deck. There were also skits and titbits. It was a minicultural show.

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