My Kanmani

Me:

You know… I still remember that day. 08-12-24.
It’s not just a date.
That was the day I changed… without even realizing.
Like how rain suddenly smells like earth.
Like how a song just stays in your heart even after it ends. 🎶
That’s what you were…
Unexpected, but unforgettable.

You:

Walking down the stairs slowly, eyes down… soft footsteps, like a Malayalam poem coming to life.
You didn’t look at me. But I looked at you. And time? Time just… paused. 🕰️
For a moment, I forgot where I was. I just knew — something inside me whispered — "That’s her."
You weren’t trying to be noticed.
You weren’t trying to shine.
But somehow, you were glowing.
In your floral kurti, your soft curls, your shy walk…
And your eyes…
Big, deep, curious like an owl’s 🦉
I’ve never seen eyes like that before.

Me (later):
She’s different.
Not like those Insta girls.
Not loud. Not showy.
Just… real.
A simple, lazy, carefree girl.
A little like me. Maybe that’s why my heart pulled me closer.
Not to impress… just to be next to you.

Then I saw your Insta bio.
🤩, Chemi lover ❤️, Self love 🥰,
“Happiness is homemade…”
That’s when I smiled.
You were someone who believed in peace over popularity,
science over show,
self-love before anyone’s love.
You weren’t chasing the world.
You were building your own.
And my heart?
It whispered again — “That’s her.” 🌻

You (in my thoughts):
Wearing dark pink. Or maroon. Or red.
You didn’t need filters.
You were your own shade of beautiful.
When you wore a saree?
You didn’t walk.
You floated. 🌬️💕
And when you danced…
It was like poetry. Your rhythm, your smile, the way your hair moved…
I could watch forever.

But even when you were angry 😠
Even when you gave that little pout and turned your face away…
You looked like the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.
Like a stubborn child.
And I fell a little more. 📉💘

Me (to myself):
“Does she have a boyfriend?”
I was more nervous about that than my MSc results. 😅
I kept watching… not like a creep…
But like someone waiting for a signal from fate.
You noticed me too, I think.
Those little glances, the slight smile, that half-second longer pause…
It gave me courage.
Now I just want to say this...
Let me share my world with you.
My habits. My chai addiction. My favorite temples. 🛕
The sound of waves that calms me. 🌊
The taste of pazham pori in the evening light. 🍌
My silly little dreams that I hold close like secrets. ✨
No drama. No pressure.
Just real talks. Real smiles. Real me.
Just you and me.

Let me sit beside you…
On a bus ride, or a park bench, or maybe by the beach. 🏝️
We don’t even need to speak all the time.
Just a glance, a laugh, a silence that feels like music.

You’re not just pretty. You’re poetry.
You’re not just smart. You’re soulful.
If there’s one thing I want you to know —
You changed something in me.
Not with a kiss.
Not with words.
Just… by being you.
And if you’ll ever let me in, even a little…
I’ll protect that space like the most precious prayer I ever whispered. 🙏💖