I just posted about the death of children, so I must definitely post about the celebration of life and a return to good health.
I went to Delhi to celebrate the 50th birthday of
(who doesn’t have the time to blog any more…)
She is a true survivor,who’s battled loss and grief, adversity and obstacles, and done it with grace and a smile.
For both KM and me, she’s the only immediate family in India.
She had one big party for her colleagues at work, and her actual birthday was a quiet day, with a visit to an old Shiva temple.
At week’s end, she was able to get together with many of her friends, including several people whom she’s known from childhood and had recently connected up with on FaceBook; it was a Loreto Convent Kindergarten reunion!
The cake, organized by her brother Ravi and her cousin Nishu, was a wonderful concoction
with edible photographs printed along the side!
By the end of the evening, she was loaded with love and good wishes:
And quite tired out, but still with that ever-present smile, even through the yawn!
“AdhA hai chandramA, rAt Adhi” (the moon and the night are both half gone) we sang, as we went home…