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Post Mother's Day Musings!

Thanks to "Archies" there are more days to celebrate now! 
And being a mother I had to remind my son that the 2nd Sunday in May is a Day for Me! 
His reaction was ..."Oto gulo deen shob mone rakha jaye na!"...Though he did wish me and Mammam a groggy, "happy mother's day !" Mammam's reaction was..."Aaj abar happy keno hoibo? happy to amar kobe hoi a geche!!" Well ! Well! There is no end to happiness. 
I asked Pradip what he gifted to the mother of his 3 kids...He said "Father's love!" (meanies come in all shapes and sizes) 
 Our school used to celebrate "Mother's Day" (sometime in may) I remember playing in a concert once and as we trooped out I tried to look beyond the spotlight to catch a glimpse of my mother in the crowd!
Well this year for whatever  reason I wanted to indulge myself...
Follow my own motto, if no one loves you ,love yourself! So walked into  a TanishQ showroom and gifted myself with Platinum.....a gift to celebrate the fact that now no one will look at me but my jewelry!! And for the first time in my life Bhaskar accompanied me.....and he really did not realize what he was in for! That made my day!!!
Life is not all about  hugs and love and sweet nothings.....as a mother , wife or  daughter... and sometimes I wish it was like those ads....me the best and the sweetest and Bhaskar and Chibu the most caring ! But that will be so boring in the end...who wants a predictable life?

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  1. Abhro14 May 2012 at 13:30

    The only thing predictable there is that I'm awesome! :D

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  2. amrita15 May 2012 at 09:45

    that's quite predictable now...try awful!!!

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