When I was a child, I asked my mum if Santa was real and would he grant me toys if I wish for it. All she said was Santa lives too far away to deliver toys for me.

Even though at my tender age, I knew she was lying. I was able to distinguish Santa never existed and more importantly I am able to recognize we are poor, doubtless breads are more important than toys.

Nevertheless, December was my fave month of the year. All my life I’ve always loved Christmas, even though I’m not a Christian but I still celebrate it, for me Christmas is a big deal.

Which holiday we would have so called rituals like decorating an Christmas tree, exchanging gifts, special dinner with family, sending out cards and not to forget the everlasting Christmas carol. The festival mood was simply overwhelming.

I could vividly remember my mum used to bring my siblings & me to church on Christmas day and the church itself had became our playground. Oh man, how I wish I could turn back the clock.

This year we are celebrating in my sister’s place as we did last year. Sorry to say that it my sis & my brother-in-law will be doing all the cooking.

Counting down - 18 days to go.