for the man who made me look up at the sky and smile
you taught me to keep dreaming and beleiving
you have been the best thing to wake up to every morning, as you lie wrapped in your blanket
you make me come home early , just so i can cook a fast evening snack by the time you reach home
and the look on your face on having that with the evening cup of tea, makes up for all my troubles
i love the way you crib about watering the plants and making the morning tea
i secretly love seeing you sulk if we forget to pick your "brittania crackers" during our weekly grocery shopping
buying your clothes has been one of my favorite things to do and when you say "i already have so many" i satisfy myself with a pack of kerchiefs
the way you rub my feet, when we sit on the couch after the evening cooking
and the way you try to roll the chappatis for me
the smile you have when i tell you "come i will sponsor tonights dinner"
and the smile you have when i say "oopss i forgot my wallet"
you surprise me with your patience, when we go shopping for you and i buy stuff in two big bags
your enthusiasm of making cheese omlettes in the microwave and vegetable fried rice, while you always forget to switch off the Microwave
the sudden decision to have green tea and the weird obsession for fried fish
the honest slurp on every piece of cake or brownie i bake for you
the way you notice a pair of earings or a new footwear, even if i have worn them so many times
and that when you make me feel brand new, in your little way , along the way
do you remember how i always told you "baby, you are too good to be true"...i still say so
and today as we add one more candle to your birthday cake, i wanna promise that i will always say " baby you will always be too good to be true"
Happy Birthday G baby