Happy ThirTEEEEEENth Birthday Tanishq..

Birthdays are always special...

And so is yours…

You have been my favorite since you were born...13 years ago.

Cousin is not a word for you... You are beyond that to me.

From watching Doreamon with you, buying Doreamon wala rakhi for you, Cartoon wala school bag for you to searching Tiffin box having Doreamon picture on it… There are so many memories with you…

Cheers to your 13^th birthday my brother…

Make the best use of every opportunity life will give to you at this beautiful age of yours. As you age older our love for you grows more, never forget to always be the good little Chikoo for me, that you have always been.

Into your teens, nd to conquer your fears, Be brave, Be bold and be the person you want to see in this world.

I look forward to you creating your own life. Happy ThirTEEEEEENth Birthday Tanishq. Wishing you health, prosperity and endless joy. We all love you.

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