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On Vibhu's Birthday

Kid's first birthday is always special. So last Wednesday out of ordinary for me as it's Vibhu's first birthday today. The celebration started from a day before only. Vibhu's favorite person, his didi "Dhwani" celebrated his birthday at 12 O'clock. Although her half yearly exams are starting from today but she is overjoyed with the thoughts of birthday gala. I was surprised to see her message in my phone. She wanted us ( me and my dear husband) to take Vibhu to her place at 12 AM sharp. I was already noticing some activity at her room which is just above my kitchen window. When I reached there with Vibhu, I was touched with the gesture of whole Dhwani's family. They had decorated the room, cake was placed and birthdays songs were playing in order. Vibhu always feel happy to see them so he started dancing with the music. My bad I was in a messy dress whereas every one from Dhwani's family her mother, father, cousin all were dressed well. Vibhu loves balloons so he got busy playing with his didi and balloons. For a mother best is to see her tots playing, laughing and enjoying fullest. I was walking on air to see things there. Cake cutting happened and every one got snaps clicked with Vibhu. They showed immense love for Vibhu, specially Dhwani. I thanked them with full heart.

On 9th we had a small party near to my place. Few friends and office mates came to bless Vibhu and they made celebration go rock. Vibhu was dressed in golden-maroon shervani. His father got this specially for him, hunting markets for whole 3 days. Vibhu was enjoying and so we were also enjoying seeing him in best spirit. Overall it was one of the memorable days of my life. My son has achieved first milestone of his life.


I wish my son lots of lots of smile in coming years. We are always there with you Vibhu.

Happy Birthday Vibhu baby :)
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