Dear Manu,
30 March belongs to both of us. The same day, the same year, and yet so much life between our first meeting as children and the years we eventually shared.
A birthday brings back more than a date. It brings back the way you gave attention to a celebration, the warmth you put into ordinary things, and your belief that joy deserved time.
I miss sharing that day with you. I miss being able to turn to you without needing a reason. There are things I would still like to tell you, and things I wish I could hear you say.
When I think of our birthday, I want to make room for the whole of you: the laughter, the strength, the woman who could make a plan and fill it with life. Alongside the ache of missing you, there is gratitude that we found each other again.
Our day will always carry your name.
Trilok