Our little universe
Us, Being Us ♡
I've left six beautiful spaces for our memories.
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Today the world celebrates the girl who became my favourite person, my pookie, my shona, my peace,MY happiest place — all at once.
18 October isn't just your birthday anymore. It's the day my favourite human came into this world.
You are my pyaar, shona, kaka, pookie, meri jaan and also the person who makes me laugh at the sad moments(you know it recently).
We are literally the same same kind of stupid. That's probably why we're so good together. 😂❤️
I hope this year gives you the happiness you deserve — and I hope I get to be there for a very, very long time while you collect it.
It can completely change my mood. Annoyingly powerful. Completely unfair.
Same same. Stupid stupid. Somehow our nonsense is my favourite part of us.
Still processing how the girl I want to marry decided “Baiya” was reasonable. 😂
You call me Barbie, I call you my cutie. Our naming department is elite.
I love checking on you, looking after you and remembering the little things.
Some people become memories. Somehow, you became a place I want to keep coming back to.
I've left six beautiful spaces for our memories.
“Some pictures are just pictures. Some become memories I want to keep forever.”
This one is for that photo — the one where I look at you and think, “haan, this is my girl."
Not only on easy days. I want to keep choosing us as we grow.
I'll keep being the person who asks if you've eaten, reached safely and are okay.
Even when I don't immediately understand, I want to understand you better.
Our stupid jokes deserve a lifetime contract.
I genuinely want our story to go much further than birthdays and anniversaries.
Yes, I'm putting that dream on the website. Just my heart being honest. ❤️
I want to earn their love and respect and be like a son to them — not just someone who loves their daughter.
Careers, families, responsibilities, silly holidays and everything life throws at us — together.
Apparently both of us came with the same cosmic “special feature.” So I'm taking it as the universe saying: “Fine, these two idiots are equally complicated. Let them figure it out together.”
I'm not perfect. Sometimes my anger gets the better of me, and I'm genuinely sorry for the moments where I've made things harder than they needed to be.
I'm working on becoming calmer, better and more deserving of the trust and love you give me.
I don't want this to become a sad paragraph on your birthday. I just want you to know that I see it, I care about it and I want to do better — because you matter to me.
Tap the envelope. I hid one more message inside.
There are people who enter your life and slowly become important. And then there are people who become part of the way you think, the way you laugh, the things you look forward to and the person you want beside you.
You're that person for me.
You are my babu, my bacha, my pyaar, my shona kaka, my cutie, my pookie and my favourite persob❤️ I love how we can be completely stupid together and still somehow understand each other. I love the names, jokes, random conversations, care, comfort and the feeling that I can just be myself with you.
When I say I want a future with you, I mean it. I want a life where your family feels that I am their son too, where you feel safe with me, where we celebrate each other's achievements and where “us” isn't just something we say — it's something we build.
I don't know exactly what every year ahead will look like. But I know who I want beside me while I find out.
So on your birthday, my only wish is that you smile a lot, feel incredibly loved and never forget that somewhere there is one very stupid boy who is ridiculously grateful that his Mishti exists.
Happy birthday, my bby. I love you more than this website can fit. And yes… I fully intend to make that “Mrs. Mishti Manocha” line real one day. ❤️
My babu. Meri jaan. Mera bacha. Mera pyaar. Mera shona kaka.