24 months, 104 weeks,730 days, 17520 hrs, 1051200 mins ….
I turned 2 years and that’s precisely 24 months, 104
weeks,730 days, 17520 hrs, 1051200 mins …. I have been here with all you wonderful
people. To celebrate this mega event dad and mom had planned a marathon
celebration. To start with first at my school (Kangarookids Powai ) share the cake cutting with my
partner Diya who is also born on the same day but just that I am 2 hours elder
to her…. and believe me that’s a proud feeling :) It was a nice and different experience to celebrate with all my friends and
teachers.
Post that my dad arranged to share the celebration with some
needy people staying at an old age home “Prem Daan” near Airoli. Prem Daan, started in 1992, has over the
years become a 'home' for all of these abandoned women.
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| Anisha & Diya |
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Sister Meera, who is the head of the home was kind enough to
explain all the details to my dad when he visited , she also informed that ,
All these women were picked up from the streets of Navi Mumbai. Often, the
police have brought in women who were in need of urgent medical attention and
care. They have some help to care and look after their daily needs. But with
150 of them, they continuously look for help from society who have forgotten
them.
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| Anisha and Tom |
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| Picture perfect with mom |
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| Bday Shopping |
I was not taken to the home this time but parents are
planning to help them regularly and will be visiting the place soon. And from
next time dad said we will make sure that my birthday celebration will be
defiantly shared with some needy people.
Celebration at Home
And now it was the time to have some fun with all my
building friends , there was a party arranged for all my friends at 7 in the
evening. I had a gala time getting all the attention and collecting gifts. But more than anything I enjoyed the
time spend with all. Not very sure about my parents as most of the time they
were running around and post the party cleaning the mess :)
In all I had a rocking time with
Diva, Sarghun, Shraya as we all share the same wave length :) rest all were elder to
me and taken good care of me all the time.
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| Anisha and Diya after the party at school |
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| Cake Cutting |
If you are thinking this is the end ….. A big NO. Morning
of 6th Dec we started for a weekend road trip to Shirdi-Nasik
as both mom and dad had taken a leave to spend time with me. It was all a fun drive with mild winter
around and the entire family “me , mom, dad and my achamma (my grandmom) in a car.
The entire route was amazing with green fields and big fans all around … it was
fun as I have never seen such huge fans.
We stop by at various places for milk and sugar cane juice and
others had their usual drink – Tea. Finally we reached Shirdi and checked into
a nice Hotel room and went for Darshana of Sai baba in the evening. With the
VIP pass it was a quick Darshan compare to the line we saw outside. The next
day morning after breakfast we checked out but I kept on checking with dad and
mom if we can continue in the nice hotle room “ Hotel room nice hai …ghar nahi
jana hai” but all gave a deaf hear to my request.
We started for
Trimbakeshwar via nasik which was again 120 KM from Shirdi .. its considered to
be a very holy place but the way it was maintained I was not allowed to step
down and all the time on my dad and which is the best way I consider for
sightseeing :)
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| At Sula vineyard |
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| Grand mom and me |
The next day we visited RamKund and Sita gufa(cave) near panchavati… after seeing these places my dad explained that sita was defiantly a gym goer that’s the reason she was able to live in such tiny cave with narrow path and doors … and later advised me also to join gym phewwww …. With the look on my face he understood that it’s not the right time to take on this topic and we moved on to Sula Vineyards to have some good Wine for dad and we all had some good cheese and snacks.
@ Sula Vineyards
The wine yard was a nice place to sit, relax and spend time
with food and loved ones. But as all good things comes to a end we too packed
up for Mumbai. But I was not willing to give up that fast .. dad /mom had a
tough time to get me back in car ..they settled me with some good hot milk and
finally back in our sweet home at Powai
Will miss mom and dad as they will be back to
work … but happy that I will be back with my kangaroos and friends ……
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