Friday, 3 October 2008

Mighty Celebrations....


Flower power: This bunch of flowers from Sapphire impressed a whole cross section of women- me, my mother, my roomies Anubha and Jayshree, office friends Aparna and Rekha, one of my best friends Angira and my cousin sisters. Dont think left anyone else out of the list. We women are so silly.


This cake came for my cousin sister, my bro-in-law and me, a week ago from my aunt and uncle. It was a group birthday celebration at Delhi Gymkhana Club with loads of food. The cake was yummy. The little chipped portion is courtesy Shubham, who did it all too swiftly before his parents could react. Tinku is the me in the cake.


My niece Amrita and nephew Subham more excited with the cake! than the birthday celebrating adults. Amrita valiantly trying to stave off Shubham from wrecking further damage to the cake.



29th September midnight. Our terrace...Anubha and Jayshree and this gooey cake. In case you are wondering gentle is my nickname for my gentle and ladylike nature.

Aparna, Rekha and me attacking this ice cream on my birthday afternoon.



The orange bunch was given by Rekha.
There were two more cakes, one got in office by Rekha and Aparna and the other in the evening in my cousin's house in C.R. Park, in the excitement of the birthday celebration we forgot to click photos.

Thursday, 2 October 2008

Durga Pujo is here...well almost...


Durga Pujo starts this Monday and folks back home are getting frenzied. My parents have asked me a couple of hundred times whether I have got new clothes, if I am going to take leave and visit pujo pandals in C R Park (bongo heartland of Delhi). I assure them that I am ready for pujo. But truth be told this year I have had not done any preparations. Dont know why, it is not that I am very busy this year. That was last year's story. Just before pujo I was so busy that I was working almost 20 hours a day for a month, but even then I managed to get some new clothes and by the time pujo came I shifted to my cousin's house in C R Park with all my new fineries and had a great pujo.

But this year I am just not in the mood. Imagine pujo is here and I am not in the mood!
I am throughly scandalised at my own lack of interest.