Every birthday- the days and the year we have lived, marks a step- in ways big and small; sometime in ways we don’t even notice.. till we look back at it someday.
This birthday too marks a little milestone..
Môu our little girl, she came in as I was about to put the cake in the oven-a chocolate cake, her favourite!
- now keeping her hands off that one is going to be tough. So, I told her, it is Deuta’s birthday and once this cake is baked we will put it in the fridge and cut it at midnight today. Now she is very diligent about the whole ritual of cake cutting. So she realised she can’t eat this one right then.. than she spies the batter bowl with the remain of the chocolate batter in it. Gingerly put's a finger in and took a quick lick.. and exclaims- Woow Ma! Smiles and looks at me for approval, for more. The moment she gets the go ahead nod, she was down at the job. Happily licking away the chocolate batter...
Yes, yesterday on Deuta’s birdthay, Mou discovered the joy of licking the ‘batter bowl’.
Even delightful was to see Môu’s happy patience through out the day. Waiting and counting the minutes and seconds till midnight; to cut the cake. The moment the cake was out of the oven, our girl appears - is it time?
I say no - some hours to go. At ’12’- night.. remember?
Okay. And off she would go back to her play..
- now keeping her hands off that one is going to be tough. So, I told her, it is Deuta’s birthday and once this cake is baked we will put it in the fridge and cut it at midnight today. Now she is very diligent about the whole ritual of cake cutting. So she realised she can’t eat this one right then.. than she spies the batter bowl with the remain of the chocolate batter in it. Gingerly put's a finger in and took a quick lick.. and exclaims- Woow Ma! Smiles and looks at me for approval, for more. The moment she gets the go ahead nod, she was down at the job. Happily licking away the chocolate batter...
Yes, yesterday on Deuta’s birdthay, Mou discovered the joy of licking the ‘batter bowl’.
Even delightful was to see Môu’s happy patience through out the day. Waiting and counting the minutes and seconds till midnight; to cut the cake. The moment the cake was out of the oven, our girl appears - is it time?
I say no - some hours to go. At ’12’- night.. remember?
Okay. And off she would go back to her play..
15 min later the figure is back -it is time?
No.
Okay... can I look? (it’s in the fridge now).
Ok, quick peek.
Wow— beautiful Ma.
I smile… thanks dear.
No.
Okay... can I look? (it’s in the fridge now).
Ok, quick peek.
Wow— beautiful Ma.
I smile… thanks dear.
Half and hour later she is back- is it time?
No.. some more hours still to go.
Can I look ?
Yes
wow it’s pretty Ma.. it’s growing..
Yes, I think so too :) :)
No.. some more hours still to go.
Can I look ?
Yes
wow it’s pretty Ma.. it’s growing..
Yes, I think so too :) :)
Time went a bit faster in the evening, when her friends Gungun & Miska, came down for a small 'deuta's birthday eve' tea party.
At around 10.30 pm Mou comes to me- is it time?
I took her to the wall clock and showed her- see- when both hands are together at ’12’ we will cut the cake- okay?
Okay... bit tired but still patient; she returns to watch some TV
I took her to the wall clock and showed her- see- when both hands are together at ’12’ we will cut the cake- okay?
Okay... bit tired but still patient; she returns to watch some TV
'Môu it's midnight' I call out - Môu runs out to the terrace to get Deuta and Cyrus chachu uncle.. Deuta blows out the candles, Mou sings ‘Happy birthday to you’ and the cake is cut.. yippee, finally!!!
But wait, Môu still finds something amiss. Tradition is not over till we have smeared some cake on the birthday boy... and Bidyut, who otherwise would have thrown a tantrum like a 10 year old; had anyone else tried to smear his face with chocolate cream or icing; meekly let his daughter do so :D
But wait, Môu still finds something amiss. Tradition is not over till we have smeared some cake on the birthday boy... and Bidyut, who otherwise would have thrown a tantrum like a 10 year old; had anyone else tried to smear his face with chocolate cream or icing; meekly let his daughter do so :D
And the chocolate cake, is happily devoured by all.
