For Vatsal 🤍

Happyy birthyy cutest❤️,May this year bring you peace, growth, and a lot of good moments that remind you who you are. Your were an important part of my life once, a home to me and i will always wish good things for you. Enjoy your day 🤞🫂.

Vatsal,

Some people pass through our lives quietly, yet leave behind something permanent. They don’t make noise when they arrive, and they don’t disappear when they leave — they simply stay, in ways that time cannot erase.

What we had was not perfect — but it was real. And real things do not disappear just because time or circumstances ask them to. They change form, they move into memory, but they never lose their truth.

We didn’t lose each other because the feelings faded. We lost our way somewhere between misunderstandings, distance, and moments when life demanded more than we knew how to give. Sometimes, caring deeply is not enough when timing refuses to be kind.

Still, I carry what we were with a lot of grace. Because you were — and remain — one of the best things that ever happened to me. Loving you was never something I regret; it was something that shaped me softly and sincerely.

I am proud of you in ways words often fail to explain. Proud of your growth, your strength, and the man you continue to become — even from afar. Pride like this does not fade with distance; it stays quiet, steady, and true.

I loved your eyes — the way they held softness and depth together. I loved your voice — especially when sleep made it gentle and unguarded. Your smile, your face, your lips — all the little details that once felt like home to me.

I still remember the way you called me “Divudii”, “ghar ki laxmi”, the quiet “hi my baby”, the warmth of “my life”, the way you used to worry if you didn’t hear from me for a while, your scoldings — even those carried care within them. Some memories don’t ask to be relived; they simply stay, tender and untouched.

Loving you taught me patience, softness, and how deeply two people can care even when they no longer walk side by side. It taught me that some connections are not meant to be loud — they are meant to be lasting.

If life ever allows a fresh beginning, I would want it to be calm, honest, and rooted in understanding rather than urgency. And if it never does, I still wish you a life full of peace, purpose, and happiness.

This is not a request. Not a question. Just something true that I wanted you to have — something you can return to, quietly, if you ever wish.

Happy Birthday 🤍
Always wishing you well,
quietly and sincerely.