Jingle Bell, Jingle bell, Jingle bell rock!!

Christmas is the bestest time of the year. I keep looking forward to it and plan for it throughout the year. Christmas has a lotta special things attached with it. Early morning masses, sizzling new dress, yummy biryani and chicken delicacies. Shopping is another thing I enjoy most. Everything would be new for Christmas. The dress, shoes, lipstick, accessories, bed covers, curtains. The house will get a new coat of paint. Everything will look so nice and colorful. The lights keep dazzling all through the night. Loads of fun it is to decorate the Christmas tree and the house. Food is inevitable for any celebration. December is the time tons of weight gets added. Lots of eating out, biryani, nan and butter chicken. Lots of ice cream, cakes and biscuits. The next best thing is the caroling; the main ingredient to the Christmas merriment. The joy of singing carols takes me to Heaven. Wish I could sing with the Heavenly host and announce to the world the birth of Christ.
There are so many traditional songs that I like. To list a few
Joy to the World
While shepherds watch their flock my night
O Come all ye faithful
We three kings…….etc
There a huge collection of Christmas songs. Youthful as I am, I love the fast and conventional music. A few songs I can remember now are “Christmas fever dance”, “Rocking around the Christmas tree”, “Jingle bell rock” and many more to add
Christmas is a wonderful time.

I cherish the woman in me

Standing at the bus stop I realized how wonderful it is to be a woman. It was a usual day of going home late. Had a couple meetings that day and so ended up going home late. Standing at the lone busstop of Annanagar, a small girl seated at the back of her father’s cycle was looking very sad. She was hungry and poor. She just kept saying “Amma”, “Amma”. Irritated to hear these words the father angrily told the mother, “This little kid of yours just kept saying Amma, Amma and refused to eat anything. You keep this little devil with”. He just lifted her up and put her down beside her mother. The girl just ran to her mother and hugged her and said “Ma, we’ll go home. Come let’s go home”. The mother was selling flowers for her living. She cannot stop this business of selling flowers which would only earn her a meager amount of money. She just hugged the child and kissed her. The baby who was hungry forgot her hunger and just sat beside her mother embracing her, holding her hands and kissing her. The love of a mother can make a baby forget her hunger. Looking at this sight, I was totally touched. I was elated by this special virtue that women, of propagating love and warmth to her children.
Women are so strong. Women are so dependable. Women co-ordinate, make both ends meet.
I was just wondering what gives women that love that she just pours on her children. Well, it’s all about the love, can't be anything else