The Best Children's Birthday Party Magician in All of Hyderabad

My boss' daughter celebrated her fifth birthday today at a princess themed outdoor extravaganza. To wit: there were two moonwalks . . . one shaped like a giraffe. There was a stilt walker and two Laurel and Hardy inspired clowns (kinda scary, but I managed not to freak out in front of the kids). Pin the tail on the donkey and a toy rifle shooting range. Face painters and an actor in a Winnie the Pooh costume, who may have been drunk (at least, I like to think so). There was a chocolate fountain and a cotton candy spinner--the humidity made the cotton candy seem as though someone had licked it all over. Still delicious. Oh, and a magician! A magician whose "disappearing" scarves I more than once spied poking through his clenched fist. As far as I was concerned his best trick was convincing a series of children to eat colored bits of paper. Don't ask. His next best trick was causing a series of multi-colored, mylar shapes to erupt from a round tin. This trick caused a veritable melee, with children charging the stage to grab the shiny interlocking discs. But, none of that was as enjoyable as watching the bedraggled magician's assistant then rush into the crowd to snatch the mylar from the, uh, reluctant children. Apparently, metallic doodads are harder to come by than one would think. He only managed to get about half of them back, because once the kids realized what was happening they demonstrated evasive maneuvers worthy of Colombian drug smugglers. A mutual animus colored the rest of the performance. Needless to say, I enjoyed myself tremendously.