Words that Wish

“Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen.” — Mark Twain
Happy Birthday!

Dear Sameer,
Dear Pravat,
Dear Sujib,
and Dear Baby,
 
Wishig you all, many many returns of the very Day! For today and tomorrow, for a betterment!

“A man must eat a peck of salt with his friend, before he knows him.” — Miguel de Cervantes (1605)
Or a large pizza. Glad to know you, my friend!

Creation is on the way!

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