Happiness is not a destination but, a direction. Embark and you will find it.
It was my dad’s 42nd. Yeah, he is getting old another year. They say ‘old one year, wise one year’. I guess he besmirch that phrase. Anyway, no matter what, I cannot hate him because he . is . my . father . We are blood related.
Dishes prepared by my grandmother :)
My dad’s birthday cake
And yeah, our latest family picture
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