A Comet's Voyage

Dear Didi,

I am writing this letter in this popular medium to wish you " Happy Birthday". It had been quite some time that you came in this beautiful world by making the heaven crying for losing one of her most beautiful child. Your birth accompanied with lots of happiness not only for your parents but also those who really cares for you. I was not around you at that time, not even at the time of your growing years when you turned from a sweet teenage girl to a mature human being. But I can say without hesitations that those days in your life were full of happiness. May be sorrow came to obstruct your path, but I am quiet sure that you overcame it with your cheerful and never say die attitude. You had came a long distance in your life, most of those I didn't know and don't want to know even because I know that you alone have the ability to go all the way.

Most of the things you do in your life does not follow any track and following the same tradition I came across you in Orkut. And from that day onwards you have fulfilled the void created being a single child of my parents. The day was 5th march 2007 and from that day I do not have to search anybody when I want to share any feelings of my heart. You came in my life when I was really going through a hard time but you not only pull me out of the situation but also never allow me to be in such situation any more. You are more than just only these four words "DIDI". May be these four words have some lexical meanings but for me I don't have any words that can replace it. You are busy in your life, may be you cannot give me the time that you intended to give but that never affect my affection,faith and trust towards you. When in a relationship all these things are present in right proportion does business can hamper that relation? The answer is No. I donot know even you also, what the future holds for us but I will never forget you. May be we donot have communication for many years but I can bet with all the pennies that I will earn in my life that if I call you, you will respond me and also pampered me with the special name with which you call me. Sometimes I get annoyed with you for your not responding my calls but your affections turn those into more trust towards you.

You have received millions of gifts, may be more valuable than this, may be more attractive, may be more decorative, may be with more towards your likings. May be this gift will not find a place in that list but as a unemployed brother I don't have anything to give you this time. When I get employed I will surely try to give you that will be more costly than this but I seriously doubt whether that will contain the same amount of feelings of me. The choice is yours.
Till then "many many happy returns of the day"

Yours ever,
Bicchu.