18 years in metamorphosis.
The little caterpillar that crawled on the homely stem and branches, that sheltered under parental leaves, took a while, molting her skin many times over and transforming into a pupa. And now, the chrysalis is ready to take wing. Beautiful in every which way inside and out, a delightful kaleidoscope of multitudinous shades & hues, talents & sensibilities, she’s a vivacious butterfly on the cusp of taking flight.
She’ll be back occasionally to partake of domestic nectar and flit away again to explore the vast meadows ahead of her.
I just wish that she keeps beating those wings uninhibitedly and that they carry her upwards and forwards at all times. That she’s unafraid of sipping from the different flowers she’ll doubtless come across. And that each one of those that she imbibes from,
is as sweet as it is meant to be.
Happy birthday, darling butterfly!
Lovely words and image
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Thank you
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Intriguing, different and honest
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Than you
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I wish you’d been my father. π
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Beautiful words and wishes, K. The feelings are so familiar. May she always have the strength of the winds, in addition to those of her wings. Best wishes to all of you.
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ππ½ππ½ππ½, will pass them on Uncle V!
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Beautiful and encouraging words, Kunal ππ½
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Many thanks, Syl!
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Youβre very welcome!
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Simply beautiful. With you as the wind beneath her wings, she’ll surely be a Monarch wherever she goes. All the best, butterfly!
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Thanks, Manisha! Really appreciate it! π€
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Marvelous tribute to Living. ππ₯ππ₯ππ₯
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Very pretty!
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Thank you π
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Birthday wishes to your not so little girl ! Lovely message:)
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Thank you, P! ππ½
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May the winds carry her farther and keep bringing her back to you ever so frequently. The image I can see even now is of you with her hand holding your finger while you waited mornings at the school bus stop. Wish the butterfly a beautiful future and you pride and joy as you see her blossom.
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Thank you, my friend! And I wish exactly the same for your two A’s!
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Have been late in responding. A proud and doting father has expressed his sentiments beautifully.An equally proud grandfather is extremely happy and conveys his best wishes to the son-granddaughter duo.
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Tx, dad/dadaji
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Oh, Baba Jani!
This is so cute and utterly sad at the same time.
P.S. Do ask your precious butterfly to regularly take off the “nazar” of her lovely hair. will ya π
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Many thanks, Hammad! You’re right… I could borrow some of that thick growth for my balding head! BTW, her’s isa different colour now, after the pic was taken π
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Is that your bacchi? Aw! Nazar utaaar yaar.
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This was a delightful piece! So heartfelt!! Bravo. Really enjoyed your about statement also. Wish you had a reblog on it because it was great!!
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Hahahaha, thank you, kind sir!
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Only words can weave such a beauty to leave a lump of emotioj in my throat….
Fabulous!
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Thanks! This one is so close I my heart, itβs obvious! π
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That touched right at the core of my heart !
Such a beautiful and heart touching post !
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Thank you! Itβs for a special person, after all! π
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Of course ! it is and you justified that fact perfectly with the words you used ! π π
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Ok so I’m terribly late.
I love her hair..so gorgeous.
And your words for her are perfect. Lil pretty butterfly. May God always bless her and your family. Much love to her. π
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Thanks! Hair’s another colour now. But she’ll gone in Aug… π¦
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Oh kidhar? Videsh for padhai?
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Yep!
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