Dear Shree Didi,
Happy Raksha Bandhan, my Didi of myth and madness! ✨ You’re not just the author who reimagines the Mahabharata with fire and finesse—you’re the one who turned a Wattpad thread into a sibling bond stitched with sarcasm, softness, and a whole lot of emotional damage (the fictional kind, mostly).
You call me your little bunny, and honestly? I’ve never felt more seen. You catch my ears when I curse, you duel me with sass when I act dramatic, and you somehow manage to be both my chaos partner and my emotional anchor. You’re the kind of person who makes even countdowns to heartbreak feel like a festival of feels.
So, this Rakhi, I’m not tying a thread—I’m dedicating a chapter. A chapter for you. Because you deserve to be written into legends, not just as a character, but as the soul behind the scenes. The one who makes stories feel like home.
Thank you for being my Didi, my bunny-catcher, and my favorite author of mythic mischief. May your chapters always roar, your characters always rebel, and your replies always feel like hugs in disguise.
With love, laughter, and a virtual ear-tug and mithai, —
Your Chaos bound Rakhi soul and Ink bound sister of storms,
Seraphine<3
