It was 2nd October, duji Navratri World peace day and Birthday of “Shastri”. Just A day before, the City got the shower It was a Sunday, when I got my star, It felt like a spark , Jaise bhadka ho shola The year which changed my life “do hazaar solah” It was something which was magical Or it was your name, “Prerita – The Inspirational” The time flies fast and free, You were a baby then, and now you are three. You walked into our lives with your tiny feet. Now you really scare us by running across the street. Teachers complain you often get into a Fight. Though it is genetic, doesn’t mean that’s right. She is a girl; She should not behave that way, I smile and say, “Thakur ki chori choron se kam hai ke??” Curious like Peppa, Naughty like Masha, May you get it all, Meri yehi hai abhilasha. Baby you’re my life, tu mera jahaan hai saara Papa is your Simba and You’re my Kiara.