Rattled Ratty Party
Party! Party! Party! I'm all ready for the ratty party of my dear Rat. I cried out of exhilaration as soon as I decked up in my Mini mouse costume. My dear friend has organized a theme party on the occasion of her blog's birthday. Yeah! we bloggers are crazy about our only valuable possession -our blog. We treat our blog as our soul - the inseparable identity and often love to be called by our Blog name only. So Meera is more popularly known as Rat. She had invited all her blogger friends to her little burrow.
I was already late for the nibbling party and couldn't stop myself from thinking of the cheese cakes. I drove fast to grab the hot cup cakes before the cheese melts in someone else's mouth. But the traffic got me struck like the cat in the way of the running rat. I was honking the horn loud, yelling at the person ahead of me, cursing the cat-traffic and sobbing over my lost cheese cakes. Anyhow I managed to reach Rat's burrow by 10p.m.
I was awe-struck to find the venue being shaped exactly like a burrow. The dark long and narrow entrance with eerie silence baffled me whether I'm here for a party or a condolence. Anyhow my heart was beating in my ears in the ghostly entry. I walked for about five more minutes in pin-drop silence in the hope perhaps its Rat's brain of welcoming us. Soon I could see some light coming out of a big hole. As I approached the hole, it was a big glass door opening the way to the rattling party. A person wearing the costume of Jerry was standing there. He welcomed me to the party.
As the gate opened, I was thrown into a booming stentorian ambience roaring out loud music, completely contrary to the party entrance. To my amazement every one was on their fours crawling and running like rats here and there. I saw Meera-the Rat, appearing like a rat only (in her costume) . She signalled me to take the position and enjoy the party. I ran, actually hoppled to her and greeted her. I congratulated her for hosting such an exotic party. She said, "Nibble Promptly. More exotic moments await you." I didn't get her meaning and jumped around to meet my other friends. While I was passing through the centre of the burrow, a huge chocolate cake in the shape of a rat was being placed with a sparkling candle lighting in front of it. It looked more yummy and delicious than beautiful. I wanted to dab my face into it but only I know how hard I resisted. The air was smelling of cheese cakes. I sniffed in the air like other rats and ran in the direction of the cheesy aroma. There were plenty of cheese balls, cheese cakes and cheese muffins. I grabbed my favourite hot cheese balls. As I was about to dip a piece in the cheese-chocolate-dip, there was a sudden chaos.
Everyone was running here and there and still all were on their fours. It was a cheese stampede or what. Before I could make anymore wild guesses, Meera- the Rat announced that the sparkling candle is lost - the one which was lighting in front of the cake. I murmured, "Who lights the candle so many hours before, now if it is lost then light a new one yaar. No worries." But I was flabbergasted with her next statement, " The candle should have kept sparkling the entire night otherwise this huge cake will turn into a real monster size rat eating up all of us." I laughed at her proclamation and lifted up a cheese ball from my plate. But before my tongue could relish the dish, she gave me a stern look and said, "It's true. I swear on my blog.Everyone get into action and find the candle. And don't get up otherwise it will turn into real in the trice of your eyes".
My heart sank down for not having savoured the cheese balls. I tried getting up but then we all saw the giant mouse-cake started shaking a little and out of fear I cried, " Exotic!!!". I thought she can't swear false on her blog. There is something mystique. Each of us started searching for the sparkling candle. I looked for it in every corner, in the darkest of the nooks. I was running on my all fours. Everyone was hopping around. It was already an hour and we could all see the cake-mouse coming to life bit by bit from the bottom. I was scared so much that I didn't even bother to get back to my cheese balls.
While I was using my detective eyes to scan every patch, suddenly I saw a tail waving at the backside of the cake-mouse. Oh my Gosh! It was a real rat nibbling under the cake-mouse giving us the sensation as if it will come alive by nibbling it from here and there and shaking it. I held the real rat by its tail and courageously stood up. Everyone looked up at me while being on their fours. "This is the most exotic party." I turned my face towards Meera- the Rat and she bowed down to me. She stood up from her rat position and broke the suspense. "This is my pet rat - Chaiz. I was struck of this game while I was preparing for the party. So I made you play on your fours and enjoy the life of the rat for time being. The candle was hidden by me only. By the way, there awaits one more exotic moment for all of you".
My ears stood up,"Now what more??".
"The candle will be lit by the person who found the truth. So, I request you Surbhi to light the candle, cut the cake and savour the very first piece".
I was so overwhelmed at her kind gesture. I was almost tears and my throat got lumps obstructing my voice. "Thank-you so much Meera. It was this year that I didn't cut any cake on my birthday. I was all alone sitting back in my room missing my friends. But you have made my day. I will celebrate my belated birthday with all you guyz and Chaiz. Thank-you so much. It's really exotic when life dips you into chocolate-cheese-dip."
Everyone laughed and I cut the cake. I had the most wonderful day of my life celebrating the exoticness in a rattled party as one of the Rats.
Hioy'oy Hoi Polloi
This post is a part of the game ‘Nibble Promptly’ in the birthday party at A Rat’s Nibble.