Who are all on your list of invitees on your Blog’s second birthday? Asked my husband as we were having breakfast.
Well, I am still thinking, I said.
You always do things at the last minute, no advance planning at all, he complained.
But that’s been my style of functioning all these years, I am sure you got used to it by now, I said.
Keep thinking till the last minute and—his voice trailed off
Its going to be a surprise, I said excitedly.
Your surprise might turn into a damp squib, like it sometimes happens, observed my husband.
Don’t sound like a wet blanket, I accused.
O.K.I shall patiently wait till tomorrow and start the count down, he said.
Thanks, that sounds better, I said.
By the way, what list were you talking about?
Your list of invitees ofcourse, I thought you wished to throw a party to celebrate the occasion, he said.
No parties this time, I am quite tired of hosting them, I said.
Good, I am glad you have taken a decision as what you do not want, he laughed.
Yes, deciding something on an elimination process is good, don’t you think? I said gloating over my ‘ style’ of functioning.
Then are you planning something which will burn a hole my pocket? His concern was obvious from his tone.
Don’t worry, I will take care of that, I assured him.
Noticing me deep in thought, he suddenly said, are you expecting a gift from me by any chance?
Yes, you are ‘absolutely’ right, I screamed. And am thinking what to ask, I added.
Don’t you know Gifts are given without asking, he said sounding very serious.
Yes, I know but what if the person doesn’t volunteer to give one, I rued.
Even before I could complete the sentence, my voice was drowned in the shrill ring of the phone and I saw my husband rushing to answer the long distance call.
n.meera raghavendra rao