The Birthday Party

Ria woke up and slowly opened her eyes – “Oh my God it’s my birthday today” said a voice in her head, she jumped out of bed and did a little jig. Finally 365 days after her last birthday this one had finally come.

She tip toed out of her bedroom, everyone was already up and busy doing their bit for tonight’s party. First she caught sight of her grandfather blowing the balloons, oh my, his cheeks looked quite red and puffy from all that blowing. From the kitchen she could hear the clanging of pots, the cooker whistling and her grandmother humming as she rustled up one lip smacking treat after another. She had overheard her mother and grandmother planning the menu yesterday, there were to be chutney sandwiches, skewers of grilled chicken, mutton cutlets, dhokla and chocolate fudge.

Suddenly she heard a growl, it was coming from her stomach, all that talk of food was making her hungry “ Ammmmaaaa” she called.

After quickly gulping down her chocolate milk and wolfing down a couple of idlis she went to investigate what her father was upto. She found him upstairs, surrounded by shiny pink wrapping paper, he seemed busy. He also had a stack of crayons and colouring books with him. Into each pack went one book paired with a set of crayons then, they got wrapped and sealed with cello tape. “ACHA” called Ria, “What are you doing?” “I am wrapping the return gifts ofcourse”, he replied. “Return gifts, what are those, are they for me?” “No darling” said Dad “They are for your friends who are coming for the party tonight, something for them to remember you by long after the party is over”

Triiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnggggggggg!

“Oh that must be Amma with the cake” squealed Ria as she turned and raced down the stairs and sure enough it was, only you couldn’t see her face because it was hidden behind the most enormous cake. “Careful Ria or else you will trip me”, said Amma as she weaved her way to the dining table to put down the cake while Ria jumped up and down trying to take a peek into the box. “Oh please may I take a peek” she cried. “Ok, ok as long as you don’t touch it!” warned Amma. It was the most beautiful thing that Ria had ever set her eyes on, all her favourites Winnie the Pooh, Piglet, Tiger and even Owl; they were all sitting around and seemed to be having the most delicious time ever at a picnic! Sigh they certainly looked good enough to eat but she had to wait another 4 hours, 30 minutes and 20 seconds more for her first guest to arrive.

Finally it was time, she was in her frilly, fluffy white birthday frock, which swished and swooshed every time she moved. Amma insisted that she wear her new sandals too though she would much rather have padded about bare foot and finally came the tiny heart shaped matching hairclips. Everybody oohhed and aahhed to see her and suddenly cameras and cell phones were pulled out to take some pictures followed by more pictures, standing here and then there and everywhere. First with her father then with her mother, then both of them together then the grandparents one by one then together and finally one with the entire family, oh enough with the pictures thought Ria when all she wanted was for the party to start!

The first to arrive were the Funny Family, Mama Funny, Papa Funny and little Baby Funny who they called fun for short. “Happy Birthday Ria” sang the Funnies in chorus, Ria liked them, who wouldn’t, they made her laugh so much every time they visited. And she was sure they would bring her a really fun birthday present, which they did, it was a mini bowling alley with 10 pins in different colours and 2 balls in a bright red and blue.

Next to arrive were the Talk-a-Lots, “Happy Birthday Ria” said Mamma Talk a Lot, “How are you? Oh you must be excited, I am too, parties are so much fun and look at all the decorations, they are so pretty…” And many more things but Ria lost track after a while because Papa Talk-a-Lot was talking at the same time asking her how she was and whether she was excited, blah blah blah! And baby talk-a-lot was really small and hadn’t learnt how to talk as yet so he just gave little shrieks of glee now and again.

Soon after came Mr and Ms. Bright, they didn’t have any kids as yet but they asked her all kinds of intelligent questions and quizzed her about her alphabets and numbers and just from the shape of the gift she knew she was getting books as a present which was nice coz she liked to read too.

The last ones to arrive, fashionably late some would say, were the Fashionable Family, dressed in a crisp, impeccably tailored suit Mr. Fashionable looked dapper as always and Mama Fashionable looked pretty and elegant in her pale yellow dress and Baby Fashionable was dressed in what else but haute couture Pink! Take a guess on what they got for her, why a designer dress ofcourse.

At last it was time to cut her cake. Amma picked Ria up and placed her on the chair, because she was not tall enough as yet to reach the cake. “Make a wish Ria”, said Dad. So she screwed her eyes shut very tight and wished for, well it’s a secret because they say if you share your wish it won’t come true. At the same time she inhaled a big breath of air and blew it out with as much force as she could muster so that the candles blew out in just one breath. After the cake was cut everyone piled their plate with all the delicious treats and all the sound in the house was that of lips smacking, teeth chomping and no tongues wagging at all.

Today even Amma relaxed her only one piece of chocolate rule and allowed Ria to stuff herself with cake and sweets to her hearts content. Well, all good things must come to an end and so it was true for this party too. Waving their bye-byes and wishing Ria a wonderful year ahead all the guests left one by one. Ria was she was sad because her birthday celebrations were over and she had to wait for an entire year more to celebrate the next one and yet happy for she had had a wonderful time.