A little surprise...
from someone special.
for you
Happy Birthday, Mousumi ❤️
Today is all about you.
Okay, before we get emotional...
Let's expose you a little 😂
You were this small...
and still somehow this cute.
she was born on
Let's go ahead...
Hold my hand?
Look at you...
25 already.
So...
I have one important question.
Do you want to go for a date with me? ❤️
Okay then...
Let's plan our date ❤️
What kind of date do you want?
Now the most important question...
What are you wearing? 👀
Now let's settle the food.
Pick the day.
Saturday it is. ❤️
Then it's a date.
but wait
There are more gifts to come tomorrow.
Wait for it... 👀❤️
a letter, for you
I have never liked generalizations. They always felt too easy, too convenient, and too often untrue. People say things like “everyone is the same,” or “everyone eventually leaves,” or “you can never really know someone.” Maybe those things are true for some people. But when I look at you, I don’t see a generalization. I see an exception.
You are not perfect. Neither am I. We both have our moods, our stubbornness, our misunderstandings, and our moments when we don’t know how to say what we actually feel. But somehow, even in all of that, you have become the person I feel most myself with.
There are moments with you that are so ordinary that they probably wouldn’t mean anything to anyone else. A conversation that lasts longer than it should. A random joke. Sitting together without really doing anything. Walking somewhere without a plan. And yet those are the moments I remember the most.
I think that is what makes you different. You make ordinary things feel special without even trying.
Sometimes I wonder how someone can become such a big part of another person’s life without either of them realizing exactly when it happened. There was no single moment when you suddenly became important to me. It happened slowly. Little by little. Until one day I realized that when something good happens, you are the person I want to tell. When something bad happens, you are the person I want beside me. And when nothing happens at all, I still want you there.
You have become part of the way I imagine my future. Not because I have everything figured out, but because when I picture the future, it feels strange to imagine it without you somewhere in it.
I don't know what life will look like years from now. I don't know where we'll live, what we'll be doing, what problems we'll have, or what we'll have achieved. But I know that if I get to choose, I want to keep discovering those answers with you.
I want more ordinary days with you. More conversations that go nowhere. More stupid jokes. More disagreements that we eventually laugh about. More memories that seem insignificant at the time but become important later.
I don't need our story to be perfect. I just want it to be ours.
And if I have learned anything from knowing you, it is that some people don't fit into generalizations.
Some people are exceptions.
You are mine.
Because if there is one thing I am certain of, it is this:
I love you.
a little gallery
Our memories
Happy Birthday, Mousumi ❤️
You deserve all the happiness in the world.
See you Saturday. ❤️
— Your Name
Happy Birthday, Mousumi ❤️
See you Saturday.