Happy Birthday, Sruthi. π
I made something for you. But before you reach it, there is a tiny rule: the gift is locked, and I am not going to simply hand you the key.
Instead, I'm going to tell you a story about three people who somehow became a trio without ever officially deciding that they would.
Random conversations became regular conversations. Regular conversations became teasing, dinners, jokes, memories and the sort of ordinary moments that somehow become the ones you remember.
And then there was one guy who somehow ended up surrounded by two ladies who had absolutely no problem joining forces whenever it came to teasing him. π
Some days the three of us are sensible. Some days we are absolutely not. There are conversations that make no sense outside the group, jokes that only the three of us understand, and moments where nobody planned anything but somehow a memory was made anyway.
Eventually, our trio needed a little home of its own β a place where the three of us could drop random thoughts, continue conversations, share nonsense, tease each other and disappear into our own little world.
So we gave that little world a name.
Think about the name of our WhatsApp group. Think about the person who is the guy in this trio⦠and the two people who are the ladies.
That name is your key. Don't ask anyone. Just think about us three.
π The gift is locked
Enter the name of our little trio.
You found the key. π
But that wasn't the actual gift.
It was only the door to it.