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Thursday, December 25, 2008

The Night Before Christmas



A tired Mrs. Claus flopped down in the rocking chair. Sipping her Cognac, and nibbling on plum cake, she thought about the last few weeks. Boosting the elves morale, grooming reindeers until they glowed, supplying endless cups of coffee while Santa worked nights, repairing the sleigh.


Rudolf was content with his red nose, but this year all the others wanted theirs streaked blue. The elves wanted swanky jackets, and a retreat to Mauritius after Christmas Eve work was over. Santa wanted the turkey and plum pudding done just about right when he came back from his work on Christmas Eve. It was madness, and now, while the world celebrated, the night before Christmas, she was alone, tired, and without her man. But she was very proud of Santa’s work, and endured her lonely night with patience and understanding.

As always, God had invited her to His special dinner, and as always she’d declined, preferring to get her tiredness off at home. However she did accept God’s special initiatives for her. This year she’d chosen Elvis to sing for her.
So this night before Christmas, she curled up on her chair, switched on the screen to track Santa’s progress, and gestured Elvis to croon his numbers for her. As “Are you lonesome tonight” filled the air, she smiled, rocking slightly, and gazed proudly at Santa on the screen. She loved to see the joy & glee on all those whom Santa had already visited.

3 comments:

we-the-helping-hands said...

Hey Merry Christmas dear:)
Wishing you loads of happiness, pece and joy.... :)
and Lady Santa, how could you forget your twin;) hving ll dose
endless cups of coffee :P:P
very nice dhling... as ever!

Neel said...

Nondini...u know u have done a great favour...u have reminded us all of Mrs Santa Claus......
How could we forget the sacrifice,the endless hours of back breaking work which she had put in just to get our good old Santa up and running.....Just as we love our Santa we ought to have the same love and devotion for Mrs Santa in our hearts....She is the anchor behind our Santa...rock solid,giving him all the love and support he needs...and helping him to be The Santa who is loved and revered by all.....As the saying goes..Behind every successful Man,there is a Woman....Thankyou for opening our eyes.....
Great Nondini....u have captured this warm festive spirit beautifully...

jasp said...

Hahaha .... doesn't Santa already have enough problems? Why load with a wife too? ;)

And that too with one who can watch all his activities on a TV .... I thought the only real fun he got was when he got an opportunity to flirt with the pretty women he encountered ... I saw a couple of PYTs sitting in his lap the other day and even necking away! Mr Claus must've have had hell from the wifey when he went back home!! :p