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MSc. CLINICAL NUTRITION, SRI RAMACHANDRA MEDICAL UNNIV. To contact me, please email me at saranyaramanujam@gmail.com.

Monday, February 15, 2010

TO MY VALENTINE

Streets full of colors, cafés and pubs filled with youngsters, gifts and gift wrappers everywhere, pink cheeks and arresting smile on faces, red and white pills in hand. Man, what a color full day it is?!?!?! Was admiring and analyzing things around me.
Ding dong….rang the bell. Yes, how may I help you? Mam, these flowers are for you, I am in need of your signature for confirmation. I signed, and the delivery man left.
Wow!!!! You must have seen those flowers, amazing!! It had a note attached to it. It said:
Hi dear,
Wish you a happy valentine’s day….
ti di di dic, ti di di dic, ti di di dic, I was persistently hearing a noise in distance, what could it be?!?!? Never mind, I continued with the note and finished reading it. The noise came again and again. So, I heeded towards it, this time it was so clear, the sound stopped all of a sudden.
I was keen to know what it was with my eyes wide open. The sound was from a clock, with its small hand pointing 6 and big hand pointing 12.This time I can see no colorful streets, no gifts and no cafés. I was able to see a bed in the center of the room; cupboards adhered towards the walls on either side, with a mirror attached to it, windows on two sides with beautiful curtains on it, and a calendar with yesterday’s date - 13th Feb 2010. Yes, it is my bedroom.
I got up from my bed, brushed my teeth, had my bath, dressed up and before drinking a glass of milk, I took a piece of paper and wrote:
“My dear mom,
Happy Valentine’s Day. I need no attestation to prove your love for me.
With love,Saranya.”
To make a special mention, the note said:
“Hi dear,
 Wish you a happy Valentine’s Day.
 With loads and tons of love,  Mom.”

Utilize all the available opportunities to shower your love for your loved ones. Try not restrict your love to a single day, especially with our mothers. As they hold the top most priority in ones life.

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