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            <title><![CDATA[Kids birthday party survivor]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2018 08:08:41 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kids birthday party survivor</p><p>So 5 years back when I was expecting my baby random women friends and neighbours used to advice or share their baby experiences about sleepless nights , cranky babies , weight loss issues and so on and so forth . Not even once did anyone talk about the holy grail of birthday parties …!! If you don’t have kids and are planning to have one in future stop reading this article now before it’s too late .</p><p>I am a proud mother of a 5 year old son and a kid’s birthday party survivor . Well I am not exaggerating at any point only a few lucky ones survive and I did survive to be able to share this experience with you all today . Well it all starts with a sweet cute looking invite dropped innocently in your WhatsApp or your kids school diary . The last lines of those invites have the saving words RSVP , but well I know you wouldn’t stop there , you would go ahead and accept the invite .</p><p>Next step of destruction starts with birthday gift buying spree and if you are really naive you will take your kid with you … oops a big mistake because now you end up buying a gift for him too .</p><p>All’s well and finally the day comes , you wear a dress suitable for kids event ( I would think of it as warrior suit ) and please let it not be white or light colours because remember soon you are going to be surrounded by 20 plus kids armed with ketchups , chocolate cakes and saucy pastas .</p><p>You will surrounded by toddlers and kids jumping , shouting , eating , drinking sometimes all those at same time . Moms running behind their kids trying to feed their mouths with otherwise banned junk food and cakes . Somewhere in between all this you will find those composed , makeup still intact classy moms who have kids who eat their greens and then wipe their hands with a tissue . So while you look like someone who just came from a 5k run they look all composed and serene .</p><p>Not to forget the entertainment element of these parties the magic shows , the clowns , bouncy castles and what not , all contributing simultaneously to the noise levels of the city .</p><p>Well if you can somehow survive the food attack , cranky kids , clown blaring on microphone , mom discussing their kids every smallest achievements , sugar high toddlers and kids talking at highest decibels you will be a survivor until the day comes when once again a innocent looking invite is dropped in your mailbox !!! Till that day happy parenthood !!</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=d8f21af52bd0" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Death is not the end !!]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 09 Feb 2018 13:13:37 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So far in my life I kept believing and hearing that death is the end but a recent experience taught me its not … atleast not for those who are left behind . Have you ever felt that someone slapped you really hard on your face … your cheeks burn from the impact and your eyes tear up but you can’t cry , well that’s how you feel in initial moments . A tight slap on your face from the universe or God if you believe in them !</p><p>Then starts days and weeks and months of emotional ordeal . You feel betrayed by the person who left you . There are days filled with anger and some days you just are left with no energy to be angry so you feel sorrow . You keep rewinding and playing last moments or your last conversation with that person like endless video loop . But the toughest part in all this is to display strength , to appear strong because that’s what will kill you from within . If people around you tell you time will heal everything well its bullshit , with each passing moment the magnitude of lose increases in your heart . So I did the next best thing I completely gave in to the loss .I surrendered feeling so worthless and tiny infront of this universe . I stopped thinking why … why it happened now , why with us , why why why … just stopped thinking it . I think I will just have to slowly and gradually learn to with the void . I have to learn to no more be my dad’s little princess .</p><p>If anyone of you have lost your loved one recently do share your experience and comment on my post . Thanks for reading .</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=b89cff39dbc5" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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