Thursday, 13 October 2011

Happy birthday.

When i was 8, i was very sick once.
I opened my eyes, and
voila! There was the TV right in front of the bed.

Another morning i was very sick.
I opened my eyes, and
all i could see was the back of his head,
all curly and dark.

Another day, during dinner
he lifted the kettle holding
side by side
with my mom.
Both smiled for a some 3, 4 secs and started eating.

I know some day he'll lose his hair, his teeth, his everything!
At a time when his brain becomes ridiculously big.

We planned many things on the eve of 14th oct. Every year
though we never executed it.
Because of him, i have them, i have her.

I love him.

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