Love in words - happy 9th birthday!

Dearest Yadditu, So another year gone. Another birthday is here. My introductions in the letters I write to you on your birthdays seem almost identical and cornily cliched as I say "I wonder how all the time flew past" .So technically we are skipping that bit this year but that does not mean I dont wonder.I do and wonder hard. This birthday meant a few firsts and a few lasts. This birthday is your last single digit birthday! The last. This birthday is also the last birthday as our only son. This birthday we celebrated in a place called home - our very own first home. This was the year when you seemed to have jumped and wandered off from my arms into this world and have found solace and love and security and happiness in the world of cricket,books and art. You discovered the world of books and reading and my heart always skips a beat when I watch you lost in a book,all alone but not really so. Cricket was a calling you took to like a fashioned Pro.You absolutely...