Monday, July 13, 2009

happiness...

It was party time with Ro celebrating his birthday. The poor mother was dancing not so daintily between office work and the arrangements. So the cake had to be chocolate and strawberry and the balloons blue and white and the badges Spiderman and the goodie bags handmade from old newspaper and blue satin ribbons and the party games fun. Yes, the mother stayed up nights and ran all the errands till she was ready to collapse before the party. All for a hug and a wet kiss at the end of the party followed by a declaration – you are the best mommy in the whole world. The reward justifies the backaches, the un-met deadlines at work, the dark circle and the haggling with the decorators. For once, the squealing kids didn’t trigger a want to clobber them instantaneously. So they danced and skidded, dropped cake and spilled soda on the floor, screamed their lungs out, thumped each other with balloons. At the end of two hours the place turned into a battered war zone. The service folks bore all the mauling with a smile and the mother looked bedraggled and ready to howl. Finally the party ended and the goodbyes lingered.

3 comments:

Rambler said...

hey Wishing Ro a belated happy birthday.

The girl with the blue baloon..I would really want to have a day where I can smile like her..really just once in my lifetime

DreamCatcher said...

@rambler: thanks! I know...wish we could have the childhood back...the good parts that is :)

Pari said...

hey that one definitely seems a sweet party !! Sigh, the blessings of childhood and the attached innocence doesn't stay around forever...u did not mention the "gifts" part..am sure he must have loved opening them as much as having them :) Have fun !