Ira sends him messages in words, emojis, gifs and voice messages every day. Sometimes, 100 messages at a go. She tells him that she loves him and asks him to call her when he is eating breakfast.
She narrates her day and expects him to do the same. She fights with him and will fight for him. She calls him 'Joi' ever since she could speak and ofcourse tells people that his good name is Dheeman Das. To ascertain his position in her life and claim that he is her 'Joi', she will say, 'My Maama'. Maama is maternal uncle in Bangla.
Today was his birthday. Everyone is celebrating and making the most of lockdown birthdays. Papa planned a surprise and we wore our masks, took all precautions and drove down to see her favorite person. We had also swiggyed the cake home so that we could take it with us. Papa prepped Ira telling that in case we are not allowed into the apartment, to be prepared to wish him Happy Birthday from a distance and give the cake, the hugs had to wait.
Thankfully, we managed to grab a few precious hours together. Ira and Joy played temple run, had lunch together and then they scooped into a Ferrero Rocher Jar cake. Ira also drew him a card which had them holding hands. Her floral hairband and his spiky hair was the highlight, along with a colourful flower and a yellow heart. When Joy asked her, "Why is the heart yellow?" ; Ira replied, "My wish. Heart can be any colour. Happy Birthday Joi!". It was a day when her wish was fulfilled. We stepped out of home after almost 55 days.
So, Happy Birthday to my little brother (he will kill me for this) and to Ira's big source of happiness, 'Joi' (Joy as we call him).
Cherishing moments in these times and grateful that we got to be together today.
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