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He who’s eyes light up at Buzz Lightyear and the Transformers. He who hates the spinning teacups. He who loves to eat at Pandis. He who finds it extremely difficult to compliment his meals with vegetables. He who loves Star Wars and Stargate. He who loves to spend his nights in front of the idiot box with a bowl full of murukku. He who loves Coke and regularly stocks a bottle of ice lemon tea. He who cooks at whim. He who cleans the whole kitchen and stove whenever he cooks. He who was once a neat freak, but dropped his guards a little bit with the entrance of an evil and lazy influence. He who sleeps till 3 in the afternoon on weekends. He who speaks in a foreign language in his sleep. He who sleeps in a curled position. He who wouldn’t be caught dead in wholesale stores, unless its for groceries. He who caresses his skin with Armani, Kenneth Cole and Versace. He who’s favourite brand is Adidas. He who spent shitloads on a pair of Oakleys but totally does them justice. He who called me every other day from the States. He who bought me lovely clothing. He who has a quick temper and short fuse but at the same time, he who would give people 101 chances with hopes of changing their negative ways. He who would continuously get disappointed if it means saving someone else’s feelings. He who hates chatting on the Internet. He who came online every night when we first met because he knew I would be online. He who loves hip hop and rap but at the same time calls Fleetwood Mac as his favourite band. He who enjoys his Jim Beam and Coke. He who enjoys hosting barbeques and mixing up cocktails. He who can’t stand the sight of someone puking as it makes him feel like throwing up too. He who enjoys a few shakes on the dance floor. He who gets really quiet when he’s tipsy. He who’s sense of humour is infectious. He who gets sensitive when I crack jokes about him. He who loves white man food. He who recently discovered grilled stingray. He who lights up. He who hates wearing any form of accessories. He who needs to put on weight cos I’m afraid of rolling over him some time in the future and squashing him to smittherines! He who loves big dogs which I will someday name Tiny. He who takes hours to shit, shower and shave. He who makes up funny pet names for me. He who makes up funny songs.

He who I could go on and on and on about but I might bore you to death. He who just checked off another special day spent away from me. He who turned my world around. He who just turned another year older. Happy birthday you.