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Life of an event planner. we work ,the guest enjoy..

They walk in and we walk out….

They drink and dine while we drive back home….

To another event and to make another party, laughter, happiness, glam and glitz..

We call ourselves the gypsy people who offload and load our

Caravan.. We find happiness in the guest’s smile..

But, why do we feel we are on top of the world?

It gives different high altogether..

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Sore feet.. dry lips…sleepless nights….sleeping in the cars..

And we say .. enough…I quit…

I do have a life of my own…

And I think I have moved on…

I sit at home.. watching tv..reading books. Traveling…meeting my friends…just doing nothing and nothing…And I have decided.. no more events…I do have a life of my own..

………………………I am happy and stress free.. There are enough other avenues in life…

Then I get a call..

 “Hi, remember you did a mystic event for us and my friends have not stopped talking about it. I cannot trust anyone else but you, kindly meet us whenever it suits you”

And right then something irks in me….

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Whoosh! Strange thrills that embarks me while that creative child within gives an innocent beam and says “let me do it this time..I promise ..this will be one last time..

and I know ..the gypsy me has picked up the magic bag again….and it is on a new journey again…..because all that matters to her is the smiles that she brings on faces…..