Happy 53rd birthday, Babu.
It’s that time of the year again. Cakes, presents, birthday songs… I hope your 53rd year will be mostly happy, and I pray you will make it to your 54th birthday, and that’s when I will repeat, and wish you’d reach 55, 56, 57… As long as your health permits. Which reminds me, I pray for your good health.
I know I haven’t been the best of daughters, but I’m doing my best.
You may never read this, but it doesn’t matter.
I love you, Babu.
