Regardless of age, nothing can be as thrilling as opening a present. As we age, we cease to be the child who, in haste of uncovering a gift, would just impulsively tore its wrapping. As adults, we contain our excitement with calm composure but in the very core we never cease to be a child in wonderment. If we were to receive a fantastically wrapped present, we adore the view and felt torn between curiosity and awe, not wanting to spoil by opening it and yet wanting to get over the thrill.
This is for you my dear friend, Maan. Happy Birthday.
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