The niece celebrated her birthday on Saturday. She was very excited about the evening from two days and kept insisting her dad that he get strawberry cake only and no other cake would do. Now what to gift her became a big question for me. I had to run some errands so was out for most of the afternoon. When I came back it was almost 7. I got repeated calls to come as soon as possible since they were waiting for me to cut the cake. To top it I was hungry as hell. I started readying Moo while Zack went to get me a Faasos wrap. He came back in 15 minutes and Moo and I were ready. I shoved down the wrap into my mouth in the most humane way possible as Moo wore an incredulous look ( read-how can you eat without giving me).
When I stepped into the birthday party came the realisation, oh my God, I did not get her the gift! As she cut the cake and we sang the birthday song, I whispered to her mom that I forgot to get the gift. “That and all is no problem, first help me to cut the cake correctly and serve all, otherwise she herself will sit down nicely and finish it by herself”, said my sister-in-law with a hurried glance at me. Moo was quiet until the song got over and started crying once I got out of the sight with the cake in my hand. It took several minutes for her to calm down, but till then, all the guests were served with the food. The niece proceeded to finish her share of the cake and made sure all her friends ate quickly too, so that she could play with them. After an hour or so, Moo got very sleepy and I left without bidding the niece goodbye.
The next evening, when I handed her her gift wrapped in a shiny pink paper, she was all smiles and said, I love surprises! you are the best!
Kids are the best 🙂
I got the fourth book in this series first in my hand. Papa’s visits to Chennai always made him visit the Moore Market and get some books for us, invariably before boarding the train due to the close proximity of the market. Why and how he picked this particular book I do not know, but what I do know is made me fall hook, line and sinker into the world of magic. When I started reading, I could not understand some bits of it, too many whys and hows hovered in my mind. I finished the book in 3 days and was impatiently waiting to lay my hands to the first three. I finished each of the book subsequently, more often in a single shot, only sleeping because I had to be awake the next day. Friendship, love, honor, trust, courage, grief, sorrow, death and what not, were woven so intricately and most importantly believably. Philosophy was never so interesting, as was the turmoil of a teenage heart.
To the lady who introduced us to the world of magic
Happy birthday JK Rowling
Happy birthday Harry Potter
For a long time, I thought Daniel, who played the role of Harry in the movie adaptations had the same birthdate as the author and the character. I am sure I read it in some magazine long ago. When I checked wiki just to be sure before posting, I saw that his birth-date is 23rd July actually. Nevertheless, it’s the birthday of two characters, one fictional, one real who have made so many people happy worldwide. Live long and prosper 🙂
February did not have a fantastic start. Though it ended on a good note. I never imagined our family would one day behave like the soap opera in television. Tears, fights, accusations – the funny thing is things got back on track in less than 24 hours. Blood is thicker than water – whoever said that was absolutely true. But it broke me to see you so sad on our anniversary day because of the previous day infighting between the family members. Sometimes, even if we are a mute spectator in such times, it hurts us likewise. Thankfully, things got sorted out during the anniversary treat cum dinner to the family. Trust me, nothing makes everyone forget everything like a chicken biryani. It is to be seen to be believed. All of you merrily gorged on the delicacies while I was left re-reading the menu as to what to order for myself.
This was the month were we able to go to office and come back home together the most number of times. Your manager needs to be thanked for this. God knows what happened to him in the later months.
We did not do anything out of ordinary on Valentine’s day. Rather on that particular day you got stuck up with some issue at work and came home late.
Planning for your birthday was fun. I know you did not want anything as well as you wanted no celebrations. But I wanted to do something, since I did not do anything last year. Just married and a bit nervous in the new city you see. You might have thought I took lots of efforts since many days, but hardly so. I ordered your gift in Flipkart. Shopped for your new set of clothes on your birthday, taking some time off at work at the nearby mall and while I was on my way back home I picked your cake. See, on your birthday also you had to come late from work. Don’t know why you were so shy cutting your cake. There was no need to pull the niece besides you and hold the knife with her. Remember, even she told only birthday boy should cut his own cake 😛
February ended on a nice note. I am happy that you liked your gift and treasure it. It was amusing to see you getting hyper on misplacing it one day. Tells me you value it. But there was no need of bursting my balloon by telling that you just intended to hide it from the niece because you wanted to play with her and there was no attachment with the gift.
February is the month I started blogging after stalking other blogs for over a year. The sheer intensity and creativity of bloggers awed me. I opened WordPress one day, created a blog and published a post. When I read it again at the end of the day, it sounded downright stupid. So I promptly deleted it. But I wanted to own a blog – where I wrote of my free will. It would be a welcome break from my unending routine of work-home-work. But I could not zero in on the topic. What better than to write about us. That is how this blog was started.
I love you February, you were both – sweet as well as spicy.