A month and half before, I came to know about my son’s annual function. I felt bit nervous. My last year experience made me so. But with time, when I found my son is doing fine with it, he was sometimes enthusiastic, sometimes bored (???) but still fine, so my nervousness disappeared gradually. Reason could be any, friendly teachers, or no dance or I don’t know.. , but I was relieved.

When I came to know, my son is acting as a tree, to be frank, it pinched me. Just a tree?? No dialog, no spot light, like any other mother I thought. But, some has to a tree, No? My hubby said. Yeah! I know but… Hey! it was sort of punishment for my son who is hyperactive, to become immobile tree. Lol! A big challenge indeed!! I consoled myself. For me, his participation and his readiness to go on stage again was enough. Rather now I am thankful to his teacher, because I think, might be his small role, though was boring for him some times, but made him confident again to be on the stage.

My son called up his Grandpa and Grandma (he calls them Dadu and dadi) and invited them to attend the function. He told them that he would come and pick them in bus for annual function and also his Nanu and Nani (grand parents from mom’s side , ie, my parents) in the train. So sweet of him. We take bus for my in law’s place and Train for my parent’s place.

Today, in morning when I took him to annual function Hall, he again got the cold feet, looking to the same hall, where he performed last year. He was bit reluctant to wear his costume. His nervousness, made we both, me and my hubby, nervous again. The wait was long, about two hours. The introduction, chief guest’s speech, annual report, prize distribution, etc, etc, we both were biting our nails. There was fight inside, Khushi, don’t worry, he will be fine and worried side said, what if chapter of last year get repeated?

Wait got over, finally his skit got started, story of grasshopper, who didn’t store food on time and so suffered in winters. We were waiting for his turn to come on stage. Here comes one tree, one more .. , hey third one!! All three faces were covered with leaves. Though I recognize my cutie , but was not sure, looking to his confident behavior there. Is he really my son? , No, he couldn’t be. He was smiling, swinging in full mood, though he was supposed to be immobile being a tree, he was moving here and there from his place, trying to chat with a boy next to him. OMG! I can’t believe. Even my hubby got confused, is he really our son? He repeated same question. Lol !! After that we hardly noticed anybody else or the skit. Our eyes were on him and we were happy, just happy and relieved. We forgot that his role was of least importance, we forgot that his costume was tight, we forgot that his costume’s zip was halfway open. We were beaming with smile. He is my world, though he was standing on the stage, doing nothing, giving such a happiness, I can’t express. It’s just happiness … just happiness.

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