Yesterday was the last day of Ridhima at her first school and they had a ‘pajama party’ in the evening. Not that I know anything about a pajama party. I reached home from my office and came to know that she was still in school, anxiety was written all over my face, I mean what does a three and half-year-old kiddo do in a party that is, of all things, called a pajama party? Is this just the beginning? Perhaps I am overreacting to it but let it be a heart to heart conversation, I was my best grumpy self. Am I old school?
I became busy just after freshening myself up asking Rinku to pick Ridhima up as 8 pm – she was insisting I should go. I recharged my internet connection on my way back from office and she had to do a lot of catching up with her updates. I begged her a bit more and she agreed.
There is a new project I am working on currently and that is apart from the regular work I do in the office. The project seems to be exciting and need I say, Laptop and I are enjoying a great camaraderie these days.
Ridhima graduated from her play school and now she will go to her regular school may be from next month.
She had all sparkles in her tiny little eyes when she reached home with a huge picture she had been handed over by the school. I still don’t know what a pajama party would be like but the way she came back all happy, it must have been something worthwhile.
The playschool
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