Call me crazy but I waited till 25th December to open my Secret Santa gift.
This year I was part of a Secret Santa group for the very first time and the excitement of gift giving to a virtual friend was reigning high. After days of contemplation and exploring various gift options I sent across to my Santee something I’d been planning to buy for a long time : A Sherlock Holmes TV series. So when it was time to receive what I was sincerely hoping someone spent a tiny little thought and some iota of energy into choosing for me , my joy was inexplicable.
After you reach a certain age and I am generalizing to make it sound as normal as perhaps it isn’t , you aren’t enthralled by ‘things’ . You earn enough to buy what you want and whatever could possibly be ‘gifted’ to you per se has already been gifted . The clothes or new shoes or an electronic gadget don’t need an occasion to be enjoyed. More so , since we moved into a new home this year and everything in it is BRAND new , my need for shopping was more or less satiated . But I was wrong.
One look at the parcel and I realized how long it has been since I’ve received a gift in a box. Add to that it was the first time that I got it from a stranger.
And here they are , the fabulous cutting chai glasses in a ‘desi crate like holder’ that’s bright , snappy & gorgeous. It also didn’t take me too long to figure out who my Santa was coz the contact number on the package was a give away. As soon as I dialed , I saw G’s number flash on my phone screen and then we chatted like we’ve known each other for ages.
Thank you my dear fellow BlogBuddy G for the Secret Santa gift and your childlike enthusiasm made me feel 10 years younger too AND Thank you BlogChatter for the lovely iniatitive that turned so many virtual strangers into happy little Santas .
I had myself a merry little Christmas , and you?
G also happens to be a fellow #BlogTrotters BlogBuddy and writes some really awesome poems here.