Krishnan

Krishnan

Only through words can I take you wherever you need and make you feel whatever you wish by browsing through my write-ups here as well as in my blog " krishh1.blogspot.com and Instagram @krishnan17.

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One strange thing about life is that today it's very friendly, smiling, and supportive. But tomorrow it will push me to a corner, holding my collar, and ask me, "Who are you?" ©Krishnan

#Strange #Quotes  One strange thing about life is that today it's very friendly, smiling, and supportive. But tomorrow it will push me to a corner, holding my collar, and ask me, "Who are you?"

©Krishnan

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White Our curious thing about life is that today it's very friendly, smiling, and supportive. But tomorrow it will push me to a corner, holding my collar, and ask me, "Who are you?" ©Krishnan

#HeartBreak #sad_quotes #lifequote #Emotions #feelings  White Our curious thing about life is that today it's very friendly, smiling, and supportive. But tomorrow it will push me to a corner, holding my collar, and ask me, "Who are you?"

©Krishnan

White You texted me in the middle of the night at around 2.30 am, but your message lacked the necessary content for a late night. It simply stated, "Good morning, my dear!" And when I asked you, Why disturb my ?" You answered, "I couldn't , so I thought, Why should you that comfortably?" Now, when I need you the most, you keep ignoring me. Why don't you come to disturb me? Without your text messages, my nights feel empty and seem to drag on forever. Without speaking to you, my has also started keeping a distance. Speak up, my dear friend. Why are you silent now? I know because you are lying comfortably, and no one can ever disturb you, surrounded by beautiful flowers, with your eyes closed, on your way to heaven. Do you believe I will find peace without you, my dear friend? Your late-night text wasn't just a text; it was one of the most gifted moments God has given me. Precious moments indeed keep fleeting, but times spent with you continue to linger in my memories! ©Krishnan

#Relationship #Friendship #Memories #Emotions #feelings  White You texted me in the middle of the night at around 2.30 am, but your message lacked the necessary content for a late night. It simply stated, "Good morning, my dear!" And when I asked you, Why disturb my ?" You answered, "I couldn't , so I thought, Why should you  that comfortably?"

Now, when I need you the most, you keep ignoring me. Why don't you come to disturb me? Without your text messages, my nights feel empty and seem to drag on forever. Without speaking to you, my  has also started keeping a distance. Speak up, my dear friend. Why are you silent now? I know because you are lying comfortably, and no one can ever disturb you, surrounded by beautiful flowers, with your eyes closed, on your way to heaven. Do you believe I will find peace without you, my dear friend?

Your late-night text wasn't just a text; it was one of the most gifted moments God has given me. Precious moments indeed keep fleeting, but times spent with you continue to linger in my memories!

©Krishnan

The Mountain had a Story to Tell Holding Mr. Ravi Kumar's finger, little Sruthi expressed her desire to climb the mountain. Ravi Kumar loved to climb but didn't want to risk harming his little granddaughter. He looked at her and said, "My dear, you are too small to climb, and I'm too old." "Yes, I know, Grandpa, but we both have a strong mind, and that's enough, isn't it, Grandpa?" little Sruthi asked her grandfather. Ravi Kumar observed the confidence in her face and then turned his gaze to the mountain, which responded with a smile. He thought, "Such confidence at such a young age will take her places."  Little Sruthi, already filled with excitement, was ecstatic as they reached the top of the mountain. She looked at her grandpa and said, "Yes, I was confident, but holding your hands gave me an assurance of safety." Tears came out of Ravi Kumar's eyes, and he hugged her. After spending some time on the mountain, they began to climb down. As they came down, little Shruthi turned back and saw the mountain smiling at her. She continued to hold Ravi Kumar's finger and hopped down the hill.  Years later, Shruti is back in the same place with her son. The mountain smiled at her, and she climbed with her son. Shruti walked down the memory lanes and felt like someone holding her fingers. It wasn't her son who was sitting down on the grass. A cool breeze began to blow, and she once again felt someone holding her finger and standing beside her. Shruti turned back, looked at the mountains, wiped her tears, and said,"Oh, my dear grandpa!" She felt nostalgic. Before continuing down the hill with her son, she once again looked at the mountain. The mountain smiled at her! ©Krishnan

#Granddaughter #grandfather #Mountains #nostalgic #Nostalgia  The Mountain had a Story to Tell

Holding Mr. Ravi Kumar's finger, little Sruthi expressed her desire to climb the mountain. Ravi Kumar loved to climb but didn't want to risk harming his little granddaughter. He looked at her and said, "My dear, you are too small to climb, and I'm too old." "Yes, I know, Grandpa, but we both have a strong mind, and that's enough, isn't it, Grandpa?" little Sruthi asked her grandfather. Ravi Kumar observed the confidence in her face and then turned his gaze to the mountain, which responded with a smile. He thought, "Such confidence 
at such a young age will take her places." 
Little Sruthi, already filled with excitement, was ecstatic as they reached the top of the mountain. She looked at her grandpa and said, "Yes, I was confident, but holding your hands gave me an assurance of safety." Tears came out of Ravi Kumar's eyes, and he hugged her. After spending some time on the mountain, they began to climb down. As they came down, little Shruthi turned back and saw the mountain smiling at her. She continued to hold Ravi Kumar's finger and hopped down the hill. 
Years later, Shruti is back in the same place with her son. The mountain smiled at her, and she climbed with her son. Shruti walked down the memory lanes and felt like someone holding her fingers. It wasn't her son who was sitting down on the grass. A cool breeze began to blow, and she once again felt someone holding her finger and standing beside her. Shruti turned back, looked at the mountains, wiped her tears, and said,"Oh, my dear grandpa!" She felt nostalgic.
Before continuing down the hill with her son, she once again looked at the mountain. The mountain smiled at her!

©Krishnan

White Whenever people talk about life being unpredictable, they always highlight the negative aspects that may occur any time, anywhere, and in any way. Indeed, it's undoubtedly true that life is unpredictable, but that doesn't always imply anything unpleasant is going to happen. Unpredictable means even beneficial things can also happen any time, anywhere, and any way. Strive for positivity, as we must create beauty in life; it doesn't emerge naturally. Only then does life become beautiful! ©Krishnan

#LifeIsBeautiful #positivevibes  White Whenever people talk about life being unpredictable, they always highlight the negative aspects that may occur any time, anywhere, and in any way. Indeed, it's undoubtedly true that life is unpredictable, but that doesn't always imply anything unpleasant is going to happen. Unpredictable means even beneficial things can also happen any time, anywhere, and any way. Strive for positivity, as we must create beauty in life; it doesn't emerge naturally. Only then does life become beautiful!

©Krishnan
#comedyoferror #autocorrect #words #error  Dear Autocorrect,

Sometimes, I feel enough is enough. I'm the one who decides the words for my write-up, not you. Even after I've typed the correct word, you interrupt and insert your own word, which I often overlook because I had already typed the correct spelling. After finishing your spoilsport job, you disappear, leaving me frustrated and embarrassed because the word you replaced has entirely changed the meaning of the sentence.

Once, you interrupted my WhatsApp conversation with my friend Sandhya and made me uncomfortable. I had typed Sandhya correctly, but you changed it to 'Sandbag'!!! And the word Sandbag continued for the rest of our conversation. Can you imagine the embarrassment that's waiting for me? It would have been acceptable if I had been in a one-to-one conversation with her on her personal WhatsApp. However, this was a group of alumni! Neither she nor I spotted the mistake; another group member spotted it! Now imagine the amount of leg pulling I had to face in the group!

There's no doubt in your ability to autocorrect, but there is a limit, my dear. At least leave the word as it is, which, when spelt correctly!

©Krishnan
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