Ruby was online at 11.45 at night yesterday, when the power cuts did their trick. She had called up soon after 12 in the midnight to wish me and Make My Day.. I had dozed off merrily and woke up at 2am. It was thundering and storming and raining. What was the God’s wicked idea? I love rains and everything about them excepting the creepy crawlies.. yuck.
10am in the morning… YAWN
My cellphone showed a missed call from an unknown number and then a cute sms saying “Wishing you a fab birthday! Hv fun get drunk! Cheers.” Now.. she ought to be knowing me really well to say that.. I found out and called her up. I was so happy to have been wished personally by Sonia.
Soon thereafter my boss had barged in with some flowers and Brownie. I loved it… Who doesn’t like surprises, and flowers, and Brownies, and all of them together, and when you are least expecting one, or all of them together? I usually appreciate a very few floral arrangements. Strangely, this one was just how I love-Red and white flowers. OMG, it couldn’t have been better.
Quickly, I had arranged them in a vase. I separated the greens and put them in a different holder. It indeed was a huge bouquet. Funny it may seem; I love a bouquet as heavy as possible with more of leaves and stems instead of flowers.
My Boss had then left——–> what more could I have asked for..?
And then, a pigeon too came in to bless me. Laugh as much as you may, but can you ignore the co-incidence? This time, I have captured her pics better than the last time. I mean, would you believe that only yesterday evening was I thinking of one sitting in my palm to wish me and here I was holding one again and clicking..
Sanjukta opened up a small chat box to wish- Love her too. Nice of her to take out a minute to wish me..
Soon Varuna, Ruby’s sis-in-law’s daughter too had called up to wish.
I had then sat compiling the previous post and the one about my dream. It then poured.. oh yes, this is exactly how I had wanted it. My maid had left early- great. She had anyways not known anything. A few more people joined in to wish personally.
My Boss had again re- appeared with a Wenger’s Butterscotch Cake- yummmmm. Some real heavy showers, tea and lovely cake had caressed my evening. While working (a little) on the comp, Basanti, my school friend had opened up a chat window to wish me, again.. Why not? Scratching on the wall is fine; how about some personal touch- once a year is not at all bad. Actually, it should be more often than that. Like we all say- Inshah Allah (I hope I spelled that correctly)
Seema (my then manager’s manager in Convergys), had opened up a lovely chat box and sang the B’de song- exactly how I love it!!! A nice little conversation was exchanged; I wonder how many people really can talk that candidly.. Not many. Out of my contacts, not even 5 of them would. Seema made my evening. It has been wonderful knowing (of whatever little that I know of) her.
Since it poured so heavy, I restricted myself to home. Bless the frogs, they may be croaking loud. Chhabi, Ruby’s younger sister too had called up and wished..
Sanjana had opened up a chat box and wished me again. Just an hour back, Kamal too did the same.. And so did Ankur, one of my readers. This is what he had left on the chat box and disappered. May I say that I absolutely loved it??
Hena and Jyoti had each pasted a personal card up on my wall- Thank you so much.
My ex managers, Swati and Rachana had special messages posted for me. With follow- up comments too..
I may have to use a huge space to name them all. All of my ex- colleagues from Hutch, Convergys, Baxy and Sparsh had brighten my day up. My friends; from my most difficult times and mentioned workplaces also had scratched up my wall. So had my blog friends, readers and everyone else whom I know from across the globe.
I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.. Most of all, I thank you all for being around and supporting my state of being..
This year, I gifted “this post” to myself..