April 19 - Mommy had found that the Ottawa Kannada Sangha was having Ugadi Habba celebrations, so went there in the afternoon...
There was a performance by kids, and then some south Indian food...
There was a performance by kids, and then some south Indian food...
As ususal Manyu wasnt given any food... only milk.
In the evening we went for a goodbye party for a friend, and yet again I was not given any food or drinks. So at 11 pm I started crying. I cried all the way to the car park. Club patrons and pedestrians stared but I was just getting warmed up. After a gulp of milk I calmed down, but as soon as the car started, I cried louder. We stopped at a hotel and mommy asked to use the lady's room to comfort me. I became quiet after 15 minutes, but the moment they put me in the car and started moving I shrieked again. They stopped again at another hotel and this time they put me to sleep. I taught them an important lesson. I forget what. We got home 1 hour later where I was my usual bouncy self.
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