So I tried and tried to get family and friends to submit guest posts for one-year anniversary with no luck (except Sanjib, good ol' reliable himself). Fittingly, it fell throughout the weekend - we left on the 16, arrived on the 17 and I started work on the 19th. One-year later, we experienced a typically Delhi weekend--crazy. Staff meeting on Friday with idlis, vadas and sambar. Dinner for my 13-year-old niece's birthday in Gurgaon. Morning meeting Saturday for work, visitor from Hong Kong. Rushed to another kid's birthday party with Naya, missed the cake but she liked her "return-gift". Picked up Nitin who was at an art exhibit and then the Habitat Centre for a meeting. Came home, put lipstick on, ran out the door for an A.R. Rahman concert. Ran to dinner afterward with Nitin's cousins. Back and edited copy, asleep at 2:30 am. Awake at 8, dealt with copy and weird notes with boss, finished queries on copy, sent it along, gave Naya a bath where every orafice is now spanking shiny and clean, fed her lunch, ordered chaat, heated lunch, took a shower. Ding dong. Cousin and sister-in-law here for lunch as they leave this city for Kolkata. They eat. Other friends came over to see them off. Back in kitchen to make tea. Take Naya to play date. Go shopping for next week's birthday party gifts. COme back and here I type. Thank god I didn't have a Sunday night dinner party as I had wanted to to celebrate...
My column this week will likely muse on India - one year later. Stay tuned...
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