For you Chaitali.

It would be a cold day,
As Decembers are supposed to be,
Yet it was always filled with warmth and glee,
A smile, some cheer and a dimple here and there,
Balloons and buntings and rearranging chairs,
Ordering a cake and candles for sure.

Get the gulab jamun, samosa, sandwiches and chips,
Get pencils, erasers, sharpeners and sweets,
Each classmate would get a packet and sing the birthday song,
Wasn't the day special right from dawn?
A new dress,  matching ribbons and lovely clips,
My smiling captain was always so full of these little things.

A much loved girl,
A caring and "Mere ko aata girl",
Never to falter, never to fight,
She always got what she wanted with her might,
Her nana's most beautiful grand daughter and nani's life,
Chaitali was always- always right.

My dear girl, so many years have since passed,
We celebrate quietly and wish and wish for you,
We keep wishing that you get everything and yet some more,
May your dimple with its bewitching smile,
Keep illuminating everyone in your life.
May you always be there with happiness so bright,
May you have everything that you wish for in your life,
We wish you lots of love, happiness, presents and surprises,
Cherish every moment, live life well,
Smile and spread cheer always my dear little girl.