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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...

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