Overcoming the easier choice to procrastinate and choosing the right choice to record the memories before the month ends, here I am to capture this year’s celebrations.

The enthusiasm to celebrate any other day or event may rise and fall basing on the circumstances and the state of mind, but the zeal to celebrate one’s birthday should never diminish is what I feel, for it’s the very celebration of our existence and we need to celebrate for what we are.

The additional factors that joined in the celebrations are sharing the day with partner, and wonderful and sweet gestures from all the near and dear !!

Wishes from friends , who occupy a big big part of my life, in the form of messages, calls reminded me that am blessed to have them !

Wishes from family and extended family reinforced how indebted I am for all the love they shower !

Cake baked by the family is the most delicious one, for its filled with all their warmth !

Sweet by MIL is overloaded with affection and blessings

Greeting card by the daughter reflected the amount of thought and effort that went into it’s making and so are the feelings

Hand made gift by the daughter for her dad

And hand made gift by the daughter for me

Tonnes of thanks to all the lovely people for making the special day all the more special !! You are awesome !!!


Hand made

I love gifting. Period. I love surprising. One more period.

If that surprise gifting period happens to fall around a time when my hands are free and am bursting with excitement, I go into the mood of producing something hand made. It gives me an immense satisfaction when am able to make something on my own and gift it as a surprise.

This Rakhi, something like that happened. It fell on a weekend and I had ample time with me. I ordered Rakhi for my brother and other cousins who are not in Hyderabad, over the Internet. Next comes the part where cousins at Hyderabad come into picture.

V’s cousin who’s about to complete his graduation from IHM is currently in Hyderabad and their family stays just a floor beneath ours. And that implies that I could tie Rakhi personally. He has chosen his career as a chef and I wanted my DIY Rakhi to be something related to food.

I didn’t know what to make or where to start but I definitely wanted something hand made. I sat with A beside me, browsed Internet, discussed with her and finally decided upon an item and made this.

A Helped me a lot and we had so much fun making this. Some colours weren’t available with us, so we ended up producing such coloured clay using crayon shavings and mixing with other coloured clay. The discussion about which thread to use and how to make it was also something I enjoyed.

This cousin who has grown from a little 5 year old kid when I first met him to an adult now holds a special place in our hearts and gifting him something handmade like this gave me a pleasure that can’t be put in words.

After couple of hours, we got an information that another cousin might be visiting us the next day for Rakhi and this made us rush to make one for him too. We knew he was a hard core fan of movies and so we chose movies as our theme for him.

This was mostly done by A. I was just sitting beside her 😜

While these were being done, SIL decided to go the hand made path for V also. Since V is a great music lover, we chose music as theme for him and SIL came up with this.

Some of these have been converted to fridge magnets while the top one is yet to be done. One more trigger for our satisfaction, as that is going to stay with them for more time instead of getting discarded by the end of the day.

Also this is my first encounter with polymer clay and this experience proved that I could try my hands more at this and make some beautiful miniature stuff.


I never knew about Badminton as a kid. You ask me why and I just don’t the answer. Maybe it’s because of no concept of games at school and no personal interest towards any sport to follow up on the television or newspapers and having no friends that play Badminton. Whatever the reason maybe, I have grown up without any knowledge of the existence of Badminton.

I heard about this sport after growing quite big. And I paid reasonable attention to it only after A grew up quite big. Ever since I started paying attention to it, I used to watch it in wonder. How could the racquet and shuttlecock have so much of understanding and coordination ? How did the player know when to lift and how much to lift and which direction to hit ? How could someone even serve it properly ? I laid my hands on it couple of times and concluded that it’s not my cup of tea and all I could do is just watch in wonder.

Come lockdown, so many things changed and one such thing was increased activity of Badminton in the apartment complex. Kids, teenagers and adults, all seemed to enjoy the sport at all times possible. With increasing boredom and inspiration from people around, SIL and cousins also started resuming their practice at it and asked me to give it a one more try.

First couple of times, the same old story repeated, people were patient with me teaching all the tricks and techniques of it, giving me abundant time. And then gradually, I saw a change. A change from seeing myself in a position of embarrassment to hold the racquet to play the sport for a decent amount of time in a decent manner. And I started gaining confidence and started believing that I too can play with good amount of practice. Although I can’t call myself a good player, am no longer embarrassed to hold the racquet or play the sport.

One thing I learnt in these last couple of months is that things can be learnt from scratch provided you believe in yourself, have some interest and put some decent practice….

Here I wait for more opportunities of practicing Badminton and getting better at it gradually…