A Very Special Moment Taking a sip of coffee, she said, "You know, Krish, that was delicious, and I loved it." She understood that I couldn't figure out what she was talking about. She opened the sugar sachet and stirred it into her coffee, then continued, "Those chocolates that you gave me last week on your return from a foreign tour." I interrupted, saying, "I remember," but she persisted. "Yes, Krish; I savoured it completely and did not share it with anyone. I took it to the terrace of my house and savoured it. " "Why didn't you share it with anyone?" I asked. She replied, "Because, Krish, you brought it only for me, and things meant for me are only mine." She clarified my doubt as she placed her hands on mine. That was the first day I felt the feeling of being so special to someone; I have no words to express it, other than to say, 'The feeling was a breathtaking moment.' I was indeed special to someone, and even today, after so many years, she continues to make me feel special by being my better half! ©Krishnan

Krishnan

As soon as I wake up, I look at the time, and it's only 5.30 am. I still have 30 more minutes to . Pulling my blanket, I get back into my comfort zone before going back to . And then when I wake up, it's 7.20 am! I jump from my bed, even though it doesn't make any difference. ©Krishnan

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White When I feel tired, I drink a glass of water, close my eyes, and lie down, thinking that my head is on my mother's lap. This used to be my go-to remedy whenever I got worn out during childhood days. Within around five to ten minutes, I get refreshed again, and I say, "Thanks, Amma, I love you," before bouncing back. Today I don't have Amma here, near me; still, I say the same words before getting back to work! ©Krishnan

Krishnan

When I make my bed every morning, I feel so confident and self-inspired seeing my bed, intact and inviting. Every time I glance at my bed, its tidiness ignites a spark of motivation within me, ensuring a positive start to the day. One of the most wonderful parts of making beds every morning for me is that at night, without any trouble, my knocks at my door immediately as I lay down on my 'inviting bed!' ©Krishnan

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White Love When you read the poem I wrote for you,  in your thoughts, will you drown?  because I need you. When you feel my emotions, that's so true will your smile cover you like a gown? because I want you.  When you realise, I just want to be with you  would you ever let me down?  because I love you. ©Krishnan

Krishnan

Your love is like my favourite kadak tea—something very intense, and sometimes, like my jalebis, very sweet. But I know you also express your emotions in a very bitter way, and I used to get hurt with hard feelings hovering in my heart and mind. Initially, I was unaware that these emotions, too, were part of your love, which I later realised when your soothing hug followed, applying a healing touch to my heart and mind! "Happy Valentine's Day." ©Krishnan

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