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Remember your champions...

Akhil you know I can't go a long time without writing you love letter but am too lazy to visit a post office..so this one is for you...


Everytime I am told I am stupid for choosing my passion, I just wanna look at you, remind myself and know we got this and will always find a way...

Every time I feel alone or down, seek validation or feel the need to prove myself or my worth...I may take my time but ultimately every ride has taught me how I have my biggest champion at home.

Chahe uss din wo kitchen mein bitaye 12 ghante hon ya hours spent on the most basic blog...even if noone else could see, you were the one cheering me on. Even if you were the one taking care of it all, you always ensured I knew we were a team. 

At a time, when I almost felt invisible, u were the one who reminded me I mattered. Listened to my rants and then scolded me when u could not see me stay sad anymore. Even if a part of me was torn, you made sure I finally had fun at a wedding. 

When I felt glad after someone finally appreciated the blog, I think you were happier for me than I was for myself. It was so cute when you said, ab bas blog likhna ni stop Krna. 

You are the one Jo mujhe humesha yaad dilata h ki bas apna krti reh, seekh, enjoy kr, baaki main hun na sambhal lunga. 

And, I am really sorry Akhil, but I can't help it sometimes...there will always be a part of me who will be angry at the universe...but thank you for showing me how my life is way beyond that one day. How all I need to remember is you, mamma, bhaiya and all the people who actually showed up and cared. Even if no one cared then, I can still find acquaintances in unlikely places. I can finally remember the moment u made me smile at the mandap, went down on your knee with the rose...warned me ahead of the varmala before I could get upset and brought in the special invitation gift. 

Although I sometimes feel left out, I don't think I can ever stop being your biggest cheerleader myself. Two years ago, I had wrote a poem about how I want to be loved, it had ended with the line "I want someone to love me like I do" and God could not have answered my prayers any better. 

Even if I hate everyone else, looking at you is like meeting my even more selfless version. I love you baby.. ❤️❤️🧿🧿🧿🫂🫂❤️❤️❤️💕💕💕🐣🐣🐣. 
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