This past weekend we celebrated someone who I have had the pleasure seeing go from a baby to a sassy, intelligent, caring, and overwhelmingly loving being. To think that Zara is just turned 6 makes me envy the times I had with my nephew and nieces Maya. Raina, Kavan and Hansa. I was blessed to enjoy them, but until Zara it didnt hit me how lucky I was for being a young uncle but not so young that I don’t feel a certain protectiveness over each of them as if I was their parent.
Each meeting with Zara always contains a chance to feel joy, be seen, and just a chance to see a growing personality that is far older than 6. Seeing her play with her younger brother Ezra and now her cousin Zyan fills my heart with strong emotions that sound inadequate to call just love. Its a bursting kind of amazement, happiness tha threatens to choke my heart. The same feeling I had when I was a Mamu now being called uncle fills me with same kind of ensuring she is safe and take care of.
And she is, the breadth of her clan is already deep, all thanks to her parents efforts to ensure that she knows that she will NEVER be alone, and that family is not simply defined by blood but by time and shared moments. Her birthday wasnt just a celebration of her coming into our lives, but a continuing affirmation of being witness to a beautiful soul who makes so many around her happy.
Her presence has allowed me to relive moments with my own, but in a way that feels like natural outgrowth into seeing her the same. I proudly tell everyone she is my niece, but really she is. Happy Birthday Zara. Sanjay Uncle loves you (and your ofcourse your favorite Bhua)
