For our New Year celebration, my parents were participating in a Golf Tournament which was followed by a New Year party.
The venue was a small but challenging Golf Course, which my parents were looking forward to playing at. We would also get to meet other golfers and interact with them before the tournament officially started.
I however, was interested in only the part where I would get to enjoy New Year party. I refused to let my enthusiasm be affected by the teeny weeny little fact that it wasn't yet December 31st, and hence, not officially a New Year's Party.
We reached the venue early, and after the quick registration process and name tagging of the golf bags, were graciously escorted to the Welcome Lounge, where High Tea was being served. I found myself in luxurious environs and surrounded by the golfing elite. I had resolved to be on my best behaviour, even hoping to entice some handsome hunk to walk up to me and strike a conversation.
I chose a nice corner sofa and delicately perched myself on it, ignoring its groans and moans. "Hullo." I practiced a sophisticated drawl in my mind, with a slight tilt of my head and a Mona Lisa-like smile.
YAYY!!!! Tak Dhin-a-dhin dhin-a-dhin tak dhin-a-dhin! Ooo La La La... heeeeeyaaaaaa! tamamatamamam ...aaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeee....... (standing up on the table, dancing like a crazed maniac!)
So, now that the jig is over, getting down to business.
I would like to thank God, my parents, Jadoo, my readers, Blogger's World, Blogging U., my writing desk (it's brand new, by the way), my laptop (old but as good as new), my fingers, my coffee mug, my phone (it's broken! someone gift me a new one), my diary, my floor lamp, my hair dresser, my manicurist, my gardener...... (starts dancing again)
Wait, do I even have a gardener?! Who did I just thank?! Aah... that reminds me... Thank those who awarded me. Get down to business.