Happy Birthday to the most special person in my life! 🌹
I’m not perfect, and I know I don’t always make you as happy as you deserve. I try my best, but sometimes I fail—and I’m sorry for that.
I can’t promise you a life full of money or luxury, but I can promise you this:
I will love you with all my heart, every single day.
I will stand by you, no matter what life brings.
I will be the partner you need—patient, loyal, and always trying to be better for you.
I don’t want a life where we fight all the time. I want a life where we grow together, laugh together, and love each other more with every passing day.
You’re the one I choose, today and always. And if you let me, I’ll spend my whole life proving that I’m the person you want by your side.
Happy Birthday once again, my love.  ❤️
-Forever yours,
Kutta.






























A blur of stolen sunlight, two smiles not yet in focus— the camera trembled. We didn’t know then how time would sharpen this love into something so clear. Now I trace the faded edges— our beginning, imperfect, perfectly ours.

Remember our first date? We went to see that movie - though I barely remember what happened on screen. I was too busy stealing glances at you, working up the courage to hold your hand. Then came that perfect moment - our first kiss, sweet and nervous, tasting like popcorn and possibilities. Afterwards, at that little café, we talked for hours like we'd known each other forever. The way you laughed, the way your eyes sparkled that's when I knew this was special. That ordinary night became the start of our extraordinary story.

That morning at 7 AM, with the summer camp just beginning and the world still waking up, our coach turned to me and said, “Teach her how to use the ergometer.” I didn’t know it then, but that simple moment would change everything. For the next thirty minutes, I watched you—nervous, a little shy—trying to get it right, while I guided you through the basics. We barely knew each other, yet something about those early strokes, your quiet smile, the way time slipped by unnoticed… it felt different. And when I had to leave for work, I had no idea I was walking away from the beginning of the most beautiful chapter of my life—the first strokes of our love story.

That Durga Pujo night in Kalyani started with excitement - we enjoyed the festivities, drank a bit too much (I got especially tipsy), and even had a small fight. Through the crowded pandals, I stumbled but kept trying to protect you from the pushing crowd. Later when your period cramps hit, we took that long 54km cab ride home. You fell asleep with your head on my chest the whole way - warm and trusting despite our earlier argument. When we arrived and I had to leave, I kissed your half-asleep lips goodbye before heading home with your sister. Messy, imperfect, but still...the most real and beautiful date we've ever had.
You’ve always teased me that I wasn’t the one who officially “proposed”—that you were the brave one who took the leap first. And you were right—because I wanted this moment to be as beautiful as you are.
Today, I’m not asking for a ring or a wedding. I’m asking for something deeper—for every sunrise with you, for sleepy mornings and messy kitchens, for adventures and quiet moments. I’m asking to grow old with you, to build a home filled with laughter, maybe even tiny footsteps one day.
I want to be there when your hair turns gray, when we’re sitting on our porch remembering all the crazy, beautiful days we’ve shared. I want every ordinary moment with you, because with you, even ordinary feels magical.
So here’s my heart, my promise, my everything:
Barsha, will you build this life with me? Not just for now, but for all our tomorrows?