Happy Birthday...

...to one of the most fantabulous people I know.

I would be lying to myself and her if I said that she's the perfect sister, because half of the time she's funny, helpful, and entertaining, and half the time she's annoyed with me (but only because I bother her). But the thing I like about her is that she's unapologetically herself and still very grounded and very human, and she's extremely young at heart.

On our vacation to Disney World, from which we just returned, she was so excited about meeting Mickey and Minnie and stood at the end of Main Street, U.S.A., watching the castle for about fifteen minutes as it changed colors against the night skyline at the end of our last day at Magic Kingdom. She scoured every newsstand and every shop for just the right pair of Minnie Mouse ears and was made thoroughly happy when I pretended to be Gustav, a fictional personal assistant to Mickey Mouse (she even gave me requests to give to Mickey, to which I pretended to relay a response).

This is what makes her so Priya -- that she can be this young and still call herself fifteen, that she can be a 4.0-GPA student and still find time to watch episodes of Arthur, and that she can be traveling everywhere on all sorts of school trips and still be the best sister I could ask for.

Happy fifteenth birthday.

Lots of love from
Maya