My grandchildren had organized a grand bash on my 70th birthday. Many of our close family and friends had come for the function. Surprising factor was that my grandchildren's friends who are in their early twenties and in their teen had come. Why would they like to come for a boring party of 70 year old lady, I wondered. I am not used to so much of attention. As I was entering the hall, kids came running and caught hold of me and started guiding me towards the stage...which reminded me of my walk towards my Kalyana Mandapam. Also it was the only day when I was the centre of attraction. Children had bought me a bright color saree and they insisted me to wear the same. I was reluctant to wear that maroon color with bright light in the hall. I was afraid it would be quite awkward at this age. My husband as usual was walking ahead of me and he started mingling with his friends and relatives. Please don't mistake him, he has been a caring and wonderful person and a...
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