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My Tiny Chaos 🍼🏏✨
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Ongoing, First published Oct 17
🌞 My Tiny Universe: The Calm Queen of Chaos

> Between sixes, practice sessions, and press interviews, Shubman Gill finds his greatest joy - the calm, curious baby who turns his world upside down with every giggle and every "Mama."

> She's calm when the world is loud... and chaos when it's quiet. Together, they're home. 

> When a cricketer's life meets baby giggles, dimples, and bedtime bottles, chaos becomes comfort and practice turns into playtime.
Because every six he hits is for the tiny cheerleader waiting with her paci and blanket.

> She's small, she's sweet, and somehow, the entire Indian team answers to her.
From airport tantrums to post-match cuddles, every day is a new chapter in the calmest - and most chaotic - love story ever told. 

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