Dearest Baby Thangachi,
You're bald today. You did not cry at all, unlike the noisy other baby who was wailing the place down and I had to close my ears with my hands.
You know, they shaved Annai and me when we were very little, but you're lucky enough to be shaved when you're five months old only.......you look weird you know, with the sandalwood paste on your head.....they shaved us at home, but you were shaved at batu Caves....maybe it's because you're a girl and we're boys....and boys are special......
All you did (or ever do) is smile, and smile and smile.
love,
Cinnanai
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