Once upon a time, there lived a little girl with sunshine in her eyes & laughter in her voice. It was a Christmas Eve & the little girl Anna was busy making a handmade Christmas card for her best friend. Crayons & coloured bits of paper lay scattered around her. She drew a cheerful, colourful Santa Claus on the card & sloppily sprawled “Merry Christmas” across it…. From where she sat , she could hear the clutter of vessels from the kitchen, where her mother was baking her favourite fruit cake. She sneaked in there to check out the status-quo of the cakes. To her disappointment, her mom was still mixing the batter & the cakes were yet to be baked. Unnoticed by her mom, she dipped her fingers into the creamy batter & licked it gleefully…

Then she ran off towards the window, impatiently waiting for the local church group to visit her home. Outside in the chilly night, she could feel the magic of Christmas in the air. The glowing red star & bunch of balloons that hung on the branches of the gulmohar, wavered in a cold gush of gale. She wished it would snow in India, like it did in those European post cards she admired so much. Waiting on the window sill, she must have dozed off somewhere in between. She could see herself making a real snow man & having snowball fights with her friends. She could hear the jingling of sleigh bells, and the clatter of reindeer hooves on snow…. The strains of carol woke her up. At last the church group had arrived, singing carols & frolicking away. Anna was on cloud nine seeing the bulky Santa dancing, with his wobbling stomach, funny long beard & masked face. She was utterly delighted when he took her hand & made her dance with him. Then he gave her toffees & went away…………

That was years back. Little Anna has grown up. Sending xmas cards is no longer in her busy agenda, let alone a hand made one. Neither does she write any long personal letters. Sitting in her cubicle, the only letters she write are the brisk, professional emails she send to her colleagues seated just yonder her . Cakes are no longer a Christmas extravagance for her. She devours yummy pastries often at parties and then ends up dieting the rest of the week. She shrugs and then laughs off seeing the funny Santa, with that silly looking plastic mask. Anna still religiously attends the midnight mass & celebrates Christmas. But the magic has been lost, somewhere along those years of growing up .


Anonymous said... 4:17 PM  

he he...me first !!

ow this is what i call KISS. " keep (kept) it short n simple". being totally busy i was bit hesitant to look in to see a long blog.i suppose,like anna... we are all busy .
damn nice.really short and mighty.shrugged with a slight pain. maybe coz all of us know we miss a lot but never likes thinking or accepting it. we convince ourself with the attraction and materialistic satisfaction the busy life give.

actually this blog drove me to the memories of the xmas spend in my housing colony . as a kid, i used to sit waiting for the santa and make all those cards. and sneek out of the house to wander in our colony to see the cribs made by others.i loved the one made by a anglo family and used to get stuck there every year gaping at that big, lovely , heavenly crib. i had forgotten this family.maybe this time i will visit them for christmas, that will be like after solid 12 years.

nice stuff to read for christmas, maybe i will give a print out to sis. beatina. watyo say?? she will love it i guess!


Well...that was wonderful.. The best post that I've read in your blog :)

Anonymous said... 10:56 PM  

The work out of the idea
was really funtastic.It is
neatly designed,coded and decently implemented !!
I seriously enjoyed the engineering of the script
into three unique parts.

Avoiding the descriptions about crackers and fireworks(obviously you can't think about a christmas happens without that!!)would never be noticed as odd since Little Anna seems to be similar to infant jesus.Infant jesus had a calm christmas(his birthday)night with no crackers or fireworks but just love and gifts from good people which he missed in his life later.
-popoye the sailor

thought provoking and nostalgic..
i guess we shud allow the leisure of such small things in life once in a while.. makes life worth living. isnt it?

Simply beautiful... Some times words touch you deep to your heart..
Even when i was a child i liked playing with crayons... and today i feel that all magic is lost.. I can find myself in that Anna of your's story...

Anonymous said... 2:15 AM  

truely magical...
i keep comin back to read this blog!

@maneesha: that was indeed nice old memories of the your xmas..i too used to wait for 'pappani' every night:) maybe visiting the anglo indian family again will be a wonderful idea & you can relive those memories..and true,we dont like to accept that we miss anything in our life..btw, print out for sis beatina absoultely no no:))

@ajith: thnx dude!!!felt i should write someting about xmas, which used to be quite eventful during my childhood ...

@popoeye: ya exactly popoeye..kids have that great capacity to enjoy simple,ordinary pleasures of life, which goes uncaptivated by adults...little anna was not different either..

@sid: ya..it makes a lot of difference to our ordinary, mundane, day-to-day living.once in while we should embrace such pleasures..

@arpit: welcome here.i guess it's true that 'a child lives within each one of us'...that keeps us young at heart

@maneesha: ;-)

came across ur profile in a friend's blog.....awesome post man
makes on nostalgic about childhood n even more about the innocence n happiness one feels as a child for all the small small things in life

It seems, with each passing year, we are growing up and leaving besides real happiness, in search of fake joys....
Really true a post....

... now that I think of it ... it happens to most of us ... innocence lost ... too bad ...

very well written!! .. Cheers!! :)

ho ho. merry christmas!

jay menon said... 10:22 AM  

good one

Just wanted to wish you a very Happy New Year!!! ... enjoy!!! :)

wow ! great layout!!
i luv this design :)

@anurag: welcome..long back, during christmas i used to wait for the postman to come with xmas cards...i have a vast collection of all those cards collected over the years

@silence killed: we left behind all the simple pleasure & joys, as we grew more logical & matured

@anup: i guess it's way of life, way of growing up..happens to all.. new year wishes to you!!!:)

@toothlesswonder: have a great year ahead..enjoy maadi!!!

@jay: thnx jay

@jayesh: after many template failures, this is really heartening:)