I've just attended a pretty useless dinner only for the food, which I suppose is as worthy a cause as any. The Ladies Club in my complex is a pretty useless club as it goes, but then I'm not a feminist and I don't mean it in the it's-just-ladies-with-handbags kind of way. The 3rd anniversary cake did happen to be a handbag, but that isn't my point either. There are women here who do housework and women who do nothing and women who work till late in the evening and still manage to be a part of the club, besides my mother's secretary or something, I have no idea why. They don't really do anything worthwhile but if they want to dress up and throw themselves a party I'm ok with it as long as I get the food. But that wasn't my point at all. The point is that the highlight of the evening happened to be a kid who insisted on licking his plate clean while his mother screamed "Rajorshi, STOP!" till I thought she'd go hoarse. Of course the kid still went on licking his plate, but the screaming prompted another toddler to go berserk and jump into the tub that held dirty plates.

I bloody love socialising sometimes.