Kiwi's B'day

Kiwi would have been fifteen.....had he been here.

It's hard for me to even say what Kiwi meant to us, especially to Dhruva and Diksha.

He was this epitomization of pure love and affection, constant and consistent source of positivity...... just so happy he was part of our lives.

On this day,let me just recall some fond memories from those days

He came when they were really little, and literally grew up with the kids. I remember when Diksha's teacher, in class one, called me to show me this note that diksha had written on family; she'd said, 'I have two brothers, Dhruva Devara and Kiwi Devara'. And there was not one rakshaa bandhan when she didn't tie one for Kiwi too. It's even there in this picture.

And it's not just her, Kiwi himself believed he was one of them. When it was homework time, which was always at the dining table for some reason, inspite of both of them having their own writing desks, kiwi would be on the fourth chair with a book and pencil in front of him. And he'd sit there through the homework time, get his hug along with them and only then get off.

When they played on the slide, he would struggle, but manage to climb the steps and slide down right behind them. It was a mini slide and he'd get stuck in it, but he had to do it...full on sibling competition it was, what they do, I will do too kinds.

We actually played a lot of hide and seek with him and he would play best, he'd actually wait till I counted ten, and then always win, because he could sniff them out.

There was a daily ritual that went on for all of twelve years, every single school day. Back from school, bags dumped, shoes off and Kiwi had to get the socks off, all four of them. So much so, that when we buried him, Diksha put her favorite socks in with him.

Thankful for all those good times, and there were only good times with him.

Happy Birthday Kiwi !!