Happy 26th Birthday, Vishnu! It feels like just yesterday I was carrying a loud bundle of joy outside Agadi Hospital. Now, you’ve officially graduated from the Quarter-Century Club to what I like to call the Level 26 Boss stage. Here is my wish to celebrate the man you’ve become.
They say time flies, but in our house, it’s soared at supersonic speeds. One moment I’m dodging your jealous jabs at Didi, and the next, I’m watching you navigate airports and international universities with the poise of a seasoned diplomat. And just like that, the Quarter-Century Club which felt soooooo…. last year and today, you hit 26—a number that feels solid, grounded, and full of new momentum.
Looking back at the digital trail of wishes I’ve left for you over the years, it’s like watching a high-definition timelapse of a life well-lived. From the 15-year-old Amazing Young Gentleman that I wrote about in the past to the Coolest 20-year-old navigating the start of a new decade, and finally to last year’s 25 year milestone—every year has added a new layer to the man you’ve become.
I still chuckle thinking about the Honda Makiva blabber or the way you’d set expectations so low before an exam, only to end up scoring pretty good. With benefit of hindsight, it was your legendary academic strategy. Most kids brag about how much they’ve studied; you had the uncanny ability to convince us you’d flunk, only to end up quite on top. I’m still waiting to hear if that teacher who promised to jump off the terrace if you scored the highest actually survived your results! From those shockingly pleasant scores to seeing your picture on the University BEST board, you’ve always kept us on our toes, cheering you all the way.
Whether it’s teaching yourself the guitar (and being quite good at it, even if you aren’t Jimi Hendrix just yet!) or being humble to a fault by refusing to sign consent for your own promo photos—you’ve always had a level head on those broad gym-going shoulders. This humility (except what I am mentioning in the next line, Bro) though sometimes bordering on a fault is what makes you, YOU. You’ve gone from Bro (as you so proudly call me once saying I will be taller than you) to a man who stands shoulder-to-shoulder with his Dad.
Jokes aside, home feels a little too quiet without you. When you first packed your bags to go abroad for your studies, it felt like the heart of the home had checked in for a long-haul flight. I remember Gurudev once saying, “Let him go, he will do well, and while my head knew he was right, my heart was screaming No!”
Waving goodbye at the airport terminal was the moment it truly hit me: the little boy who once cried after watching Taare Zameen Par was now a young man out to conquer the world. Every time you leave after a holiday, technology tries to bridge the gap, but no video call can replace having you around in flesh and blood.
As a Dad, I miss our short evening chats and the drive in the campus, the random banter, and yes, even the way you’d take me on a guilt trip just to get a trip to the beach (in Chennai).
At 26, you are no longer in need of my unwarranted advice. You’ve navigated challenges with grace, returned to your roots when the Motherland and Mother called, and showed us that generosity isn’t about age—it’s about the heart. As you celebrate the day, my prayer remains the same:
Stay rooted. In a world of constant noise, keep that Himalayan patience (perhaps inherited from Amma) and that generous heart that once gave away a half-eaten chocolate to a stranger at the gate.
May the Grace of the Divine and the blessings of Pujya Gurudev Sri Sri Ravi Shankar ji always light your path. Keep chasing those dreams, but don’t forget to enjoy the evening walks and the simple joys along the way.
Happy Birthday, Bro! We are incredibly proud of the gentleman you are.
Love you loads,
From all of us
Children are a promise that a parent will always have a friend. Cheers to 26 years of friendship, Vishnu!
















