I first went over to Dipali Taneja's (of this and that) home. Gracious, soft-spoken and very welcoming, my brood and I loved her on sight! Within a couple of minutes, he two brats made themselves at home and my EO embarrassed me thouroughly by announcing that he was hungry and he asked Dipali to make him an omelette, his most favourite food in the entire, whole universe. That's right people, I don't feed my kids, which is why they resort to begging when we go to other peoples' homes. As Dipali sprang to the kitchen to make my hungry child an omelette, I was busy giving him the stink-eye and shivering in my wedges, wondering what other child-related embarrassments were in store for me as the evening progressed.
After my hungry little ones guzzeled their orange juice, ate their food, washed up after themselves and paid their respects to Dipali's parents, we proceeded to The Meet! I can't even begin to tell you how excited I was...I'd been looking forward to this th entire week. Our wonderful hostess was Sunayana of Sunny Days. She is warm, funny and just pure masti personified. And the Bhablet! What do I say about him? Words fail me! He is just soooooooo gorgeous, that really...words fail me! Sue, if you're reading this, he really shouldn't be wandering around kaala teekaa-less! Those eyes have totally won me over. He was totally dumbstruck as he silently and unprotestingly watched his kingdom being raided by these two goons who had suddenly appeared from nowhere. But by the end of it, my boisterous dynamo, the YO, had the timid and gorgeous Bhablet, admittedly tentatively, trying out flying leaps and somersaults on the bed. Sue and V, I sincerely apologise for whatever influence my little brat may have had on your little gentleman of a darling!
Soon, we had the other troopers coming in...Eve's Lungs with her two daughters, one of who happens to be studying in my Uni alma mater and Mystic Margarita along with hubby, but sadly minus Popol.
We talked, stuffed our faces, watched the three boys make masti and talked loads more. We talked about our blog personas and other bloggers we love and missed...our virtual friends all over the world!
When it was time to sing "So Long, Farewell...", I was surprised to find everybody passing out gifts and little tokens of love. These wonderful people even had presents for my little ones! I am ashamed to say that I carried nothing with me. Shame, shame, SHAME!! I have a lot to make up for! At the risk of sounding like a B-grade Bangla movie, I went empty-handed but came back 'full-hearted'.
When I started blogging, I never ever imagined that I would be making new friends at my age, but the wonders of blogging never cease to amaze me. One of the many gifts blogging has given me.
My brats and I had a blast and I can't wait for the next one.