Meri Shivani,
Aaj tumhara janamdin hai, aur mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki shuru kahan se karun. Isliye wahin se karta hoon jahan se sab shuru hua tha — tumse.
Tumhe pata hai, tumhari sabse achhi baat kya hai? Tum bilkul waisi ho jaisi ho. Na zyada, na kam. Jab tum chidhti ho, jab tum bina baat ke has deti ho, jab main camera nikalta hoon aur tum turant chehra chhupa leti ho — wahi meri Chota Bansi hai.
Hamare beech 400 kilometre hain. Log kehte hain ye bahut door hai. Mujhe kabhi door nahi laga — kyunki jis raaste ke aakhir mein tum khadi ho, woh raasta kabhi lamba nahi hota.
Main chahta hoon ki is saal tumhe har woh cheez mile jo tum chupke se maangti ho aur kisi ko batati nahi. Tumhari har wish poori ho. Aur agar koi wish bachi reh jaaye, toh woh mujhe de dena — main uske liye lad lunga.
Cake tumhara. Mombatti tumhari. Wish tumhari.
Aur main bhi tumhara.
P.S. — agli baar Pouni aaunga toh itni jaldi wapas nahi jaunga. Ye promise hai.