My pretty little damsel Shreya,
Happy Birthday my girl.
I have one small little ‘Hindi’ word that can be so
aptly used for you – You’re a ‘pataakha’. You really are something with your
attitude. But when you hug me like there’s no tomorrow and kiss me for no
reason, I just melt a thousand times and wish time could come to a standstill.
When you do that, I get it why people crave for children. Your love is the most
comforting feeling in the world and it alleviates me of every little worry.
I fear the day when you won’t seek me or sleep over my
chest. I might crib about it every morning but it’s the most comforting thing in
the entire day.
While you shine bright academically, I hope you become more
social, communicative and expressive. I honestly hope you learn to scale any difficulties with ease. I hope, like I hope for
every child, you become independent, kind, compassionate and sensitive to your
surroundings. Most importantly, I hope you are fearless and absolutely
self-assured.
From a mom who will always have your back (whether you like
it or not).
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