Skip to main content

Days that went by..

Phew!! Finally, sitting and sipping my coffee peacefully, while ranting the usuals on my page ;)..

Haven't done this in a long time., the combo of coffee and blog, as it used to happen earlier.

When I sit and look back at the days that went by, it seems as if it was some, 'fulfill your child's desire' month. All along October, that is what has been happening. First there was a Halloween party, as I couldn't arrange it last year, I gave the invites to my son's friends and their Mums in the first week of October, so that they could block the day. I had to work on the party menu, goody bags, candies, the costume etc.. While doing all this, I suddenly thought of telling the Mums to come dressed in black, to just add a lil bit of fun, as I had told them that the kids can dress up as any of their fav character, not necessary to come as someone scary. We wore black, and decided to wear the devil bands with it. It went off well, and I had a beaming son, :).


Just when I was nursing my aching bones, my son happily went and declared that his mother is going to put up a stall, in his school's Diwali mela. That was not the surprise factor, the surprise factor was that he 'forgot' to tell me or ask me, and his teacher called to confirm. Needless to say, when I decided to confront him, I was sure that I would say NO to the whole thing, and also tell him that in future he has to check with me, before he confirms or volunteers his Mum's name for any such thing. So I was all set in my mind, I called him, and I had only asked why did you give my name, that big beads of tears rolled over the cheek, and he said, all children's mothers were doing something or the other, I also wanted my Mother to do something, so I said you will put up a cupcakes stall. Obviously, the rest as they say is history. I just hugged him and said, I will put up the stall, because, I want him to feel happy and proud. 

So the rigorous baking schedule started, I had to bake about 40 odd cupcakes/muffins. Every time the tray went inside the oven, a silent prayer to all the Gods followed. They literally sold like 'hot cakes'. 

The thrill and happiness on my son's face was priceless. The school closed on Nov 1st, and has re-opened just today. In between, I have survived endless Diwali shopping, tiring conversations, and meeting odd people. Finally, lit the lamps on Diwali, took few moments to just gaze at the beautiful diyas, and enjoy my favourite festival :). Hope my friends had a good one too...

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Let's be un-real..

Open up social media these days, my page is bombarded with all these posts on real women. “ A real woman is someone who smiles when she wants to cry” “A real woman’s strength lies in her nerves of steel”. “A real woman never gives up”. “A real woman puts others needs before hers” “A real woman endures it all and never complains” I am getting tired of these posts.  What defines a woman firstly?  I mean, why are we desperately trying to create a mould? Is this our come back on male strength?  If that is the case, then we are being silly, because there is no comparison of a woman's endurance with a man. The world knows it. The universe has aligned it like that. If a woman decides to go out and have fun with friends, is she un-real? If a woman wants to go shopping, is she un-real? If a woman feels like eating out and not cook, is she un-real? If a woman puts her needs first while taking care of others, is she un-real? If a woman wants to ...
1 comment
Read more

Decade old Mother..

About 10 years ago, on my way to work, I stopped at a chemist shop and bought a self pregnancy test kit. I reached the office, logged in, went about my routine, waiting for my team to settle down.  A couple of hours later, I went to the washroom to take my test. My worst fear came true, the result was positive. I was pregnant. I just didn't know how to react. I cried. I was so scared. I didn't know what to do, whom to talk to, whom to call- Nothing! My mind was blank. I walked up to my Manager and told him, I needed to go home, as I wasn't 'feeling' well. My husband traveling helped, as I didn't want to answer any questions. I reached home and I cried my heart out, something I couldn't do in the office easily. After that, I threw up. Why did I cry? I cried because I was torn between keeping the baby and keeping my job. I did not understand at that time, what was more important. I knew in my heart that I could not leave a child with a maid and work peaceful...
1 comment
Read more

Friday Rumblings...

After a long time today, I made myself a cup of tea, lots of 'adrak', added jaggery since I quit sugar. My maid was on leave, celebrating a festival, otherwise everyday she is responsible for my tea. Growing up in Delhi got us used to the 'adrak wali chai, doodh kum, patti tez' (translates to strong tea with less milk and lots of ginger). When I got this maid, I taught her how to make tea this way, and since then she stopped liking the 'milky tea' she used to make. 10 years now, she makes it better :D. If I share this with my mother, she would be shocked, that her daughter who once wouldn't enter the kitchen, is now sharing 'how to's' with others. Well, that's my mother, its been 14 years since I actively started cooking, started when I was pregnant, but, even today she loves to just share stories of how I wasn't interested in cooking ever. It's the favourite family discussion topic. From making the comforting dal chawal to bakin...
1 comment
Read more