My Dear Arya,
Life’s journey has its highs and lows, but through everything, you shine as my greatest joy. Regardless of how tough my day is or how down I feel, your smile, your tiny toes, and the way you adorably say “main gussa hu” wash all my worries away.
You truly are a miracle. Despite my challenges with diabetes and other hurdles, your birth was a moment of sheer bliss. Your first cry was a melody to my ears, sparking tears of joy as I realized how precious you were—so tiny, almost like a little mouse. Holding you for the first time, I thought, “That’s my girl,” and yes, those were tears of happiness.
Today, your birthday is not just another day; it’s a celebration of you, my little miracle, who turned my pain into joy. May 20th will forever be the day that marks your entrance into my world, transforming my deepest sorrow into the brightest joy.
Ab toh tum badi ho rahi ho, time flies! You have your likes and dislikes, and your little tantrums, “gussa bhi bhaut aa hai”—but that’s been you right from the start, even when you were just a newborn.
I love you more than words can express, my darling daughter. The 20th of May was once a painful reminder, but now it’s filled with the joy of your presence. I pray that you grow strong and free, like an eagle soaring high, and that Lord Hanuman fulfills all your desires.
With all my love always,
Papa
