This happened last month on my birthday. Although I've claimed to not celebrate my birthday, it brings me joy when near and dear ones make me feel special.
This year, I had a long meeting and returned home a tad late. As I gently push the grey door of my apartment inwardly, I was drenched in a flower shower. Much to my joy, much to my surprise. What mattered most was that the thoughtful creative kutta had picked flowers from the adjacent park, placed them in a disposable transparent container and taped it to the doortop. So, when I pushed open, the box tilted downwards drenching me in flowers. My lovely sweetu.
As I revel in this surprise, he nudges me to prepare for a ceremonial cake cutting with a twist- as I don't eat artificial sugar, he says he has prepared a special drink for me, and he offers a glass covered with a tiny plate that has raisins and nuts on the rim. I keep reminding that I don't eat sugars. He is relentless in his pursuit. As i pick the glass, I get drenched in the glass of water as he has used science to his advantage. I am thrilled - this was a real show!
That was for a few minutes, but he made me feel like a princess. Thanking the Universe for blessing me with a gem of a boy. The world is beautiful
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