Happy 6 Months, Bebu

We matched on Hinge. Neither of us knew what was about to happen.

I "deducted" ₹0.01 as a joke over a cancelled movie plan... and got blocked. Worth it for the story, honestly.

My broken phone accidentally called you. Turns out I wasn't blocked after all — and you texted back.

I came to meet you at 2AM. The rest, as they say, is history.

You said "I like you." I'm pretty sure my heart skipped several beats.

ISKCON, you in a red salwar suit looking unfairly pretty. You weren't feeling well and slept in my lap — I didn't move an inch.

I left for Delhi. You dropped me to the airport and cried in my arms — devastated. I still think about that hug.

Our 1-month anniversary. I got you the Krishna necklace and some Milkybars.

Valentine's date. You wore red. Prettiest you've ever looked — and that's saying something.

We went on a holiday for your birthday. One of my favorite memories with you.

You went for Vipassana. Ten days of silence for you, ten days of missing you like crazy for me.

The concert. We fought a little — but somehow it's still one of the best days.

Same place we celebrated our 1-month anniversary. Won you toys from Play Arena — worth every rupee for that smile.

Moved your stuff to Reva. Gave you the dupatta I got you from Banaras.

Your induction day. You looked so pretty in that saree, I could barely focus on anything else.

You moved into your new home. Another chapter, together.

6 months of baby, bebu, bubu — of growing together through every high and every hard day. Here's to growing together, always.