My Second Daughter Turns Three.

On 12th July, 2011 My second daughter turned three. As much as she was happy I was equally happy too. My wife invited few of my daughters friends (mostly our neighbors) to grace the occasion. 

I ordered a cake that weighed little over a kilo. The decoration on the cake made my daughters go frenzy. They in fact wanted to eat the cake even before the actual celebration. I had hard time convincing them about the right time to eat the cake. 

I also bought over 50 balloons in different colors. Before I could actually inflate and hang them on the wall, my youngest daughter already blasted few of them in her jubilation. 

As my mother-in-law and granny cooked meals inside the kitchen, the guests started arriving.  My youngest daughter was at the reception contour. She received all the guests in a language which no linguist would have even understood. They were all served with tea and snacks. Little ones were treated with litchi juice, coco cola and orange juice. 

They all sang the common song as follows:

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday to you 

Happy birthday to dear Sonam Dechen Thinley.

Happy birthday to you.

 After the song, my daughter stood amazed and dazed. She received gifts from her friends. Some of them presented her a beautiful skirts, while some also presented her with most valuable books and color pencils. Few even gave her a cash birthday gift!

I told the baker not to put my daughter's name on the cake. I did this because, I wholeheartedly think slicing my daughter's name is not a good thing. I even did not want the candle to be blown off. So before they started feasting, I removed the candle (still burning) to a safe place and let it burn all through. 

In my truest traditional sense, I also lit a butter lamp in my alter.  I prayed for my daughter to have plenty of good things in her life. In general, I prayed for the well being of all the innocent children around the world.