Varun and I were teammates on a trip when we met in North Africa. Over the course of several weeks, we became friends.
One evening we were taking an overnight bus ride across the country, which incidentally was 6 years ago today–Varun’s birthday. Somehow we ended up sitting next to one another (by accident *cough*cough*). Since I usually get deliriously tired at about 10 pm, by about 2 am our deep conversation was getting hard to maintain. I remember fighting sleep and thinking, “I’m so jealous of whoever gets to be his wife–she’ll get to have lots of fascinating conversations with him”. And next thing I knew it was morning and I was drooling on his arm.
But it’s true: his wife does get to have lots of intriguing conversations with him–many at 2 am (which I’m sometimes even awake for!). And with each passing year I get more and more jealous of myself.
Instead of telling you all about the awesomeness that is Varun, I will simply show you…
Doting Uncle (Or, One who plays cards with babies)
Teacher of Cousins (Or, Source of Hilarity and Mathematical Seriousness)
Husband (Best friend)
Happy Birthday to my best friend, husband, partner in crime and the most wonderful man I’ve ever met. Thank for letting me drool on you, follow you around and talk to you at all hours of the night and day.