Gift of love

11th May, I recall this day with utmost grief in my lil heart. As this day embarks the long lost love for my beloved Grandpa . I lost my daddu seven years back, on the same day. Seven years have passed, but since that till today I never parted him from my memories which are still young till date. He bought me up since day one till his last breath.

On every Mother’s Day, being in the lap of my mom, I recall him even more and we both get busy remembering our old melodies spent with him & the whole day gets over like any other normal day. But, on this Mother’s Day 11th May 2014, it was my Mom who pushed me for this IndiMeet. She knows, this day compels me roll down more & more tears than any other day in the whole year. Just because of my Mom’s words I agreed & waived her off for the meet. It was around 3.45pm I pushed the door of Banquet Hall of J.W. Mariott Hotel, Juhu, Mumbai & pleased my eyes with galore of glamour, so Bright-White throughout the sight. Within no-time Freschia (Am sorry if I went wrong with your name spell), host of the event divided all of us in teams and we got to know atleast names one-another.

Crazy ‘Zoomba” , being 1st event arranged for that day pulled all on the floor to shake a leg. It was then we all got to know ‘Hips don’t lie’ actually. The 1st event energized all of us & then events followed one after the other. I befriended Sneha ( http://stylesaaga.com/ ) guest faculty for professional courses; Veena ( http://veena-cakesbakes.blogspot.com/ ) owner of her own cake-shop situated at Powai; Tanyaa ( http://letsexpresso.com/ ) , simply a blogger who landed all over from the capital city just for this meet; Sherna ( http://meowconnect.blogspot.in/ ) a Tech Freak blogger; Priyanka Chowdhary; Khushboo, a socialist Suman, F.Y.J.C student & many more. Hey, wait…. How can I forget to mention my victory at Hula-Hoo event, where holding that ring for the very first time in my life & rolling around the waist made me winner..... Whoopppiiieeee!

The last event being “Be the Bartender” for which I was very excited. Actually that event wasn’t that interesting as it didn’t involve the participation of entire team but one member representing the whole. Veena, represented my Team-8 (French-Braids). She asked me to taste and it was supa. वैसे  तो  I don’t actually drink (Sssssshhhhh…… मम्मी को नहीं है पता , so मम्मी से ना केहना) but, एक-दो  sip तो चलता है यार . The host of that particular event made us learn to make a drink. As of now, I know to make a drink at least, Thank God!

By then now, we all were dying out of hunger, but then I hold on to it & went for hair-styling, I fell in love with my hairs that day. I tried curls for the very first time in my life and my inner self was filled with ecstasy by load of compliments. And then my eyes got stuck on someday who stole my heart-away. Miss Pallavi, the Chief Executive Blogger whose hairs were longer than her attires (sorry for that weirdo comparison but that’s the 1st line struck me that day).

While we were munching our dine, we feasted our eyes too with mesmerizing dance moves arranged by Indiblogger organizes team. The event didn’t conclude then but with drop back facility. It was around 10.30pm & my patience started killing me off. My dad  being conservative, doesn’t like me being outdoor so late. It was then Nihal, Karthik & Renee who kept calming me down & arranged  a tab-cab just for me till my door step. No matter I reached around 12 midnight, looking at my graceful smile my dad crumbled me in his arms and kissed my forhead.

 Thanks a ton #Dove, you made me believe the Power of almighty all over again. Had Indiblogger not arranged this meet, I wouldn’t have got such an unforgettable gift from my daddu.

Thanks #Dove #Indiblogger Team & Thank you daddu. I know you are watching it all from the above. I’ll always Love you.

Will keep in touch with forthcoming IndiMeets, especially of  #Dove.