From him, I stole my love for the colour orange. From her, my favourite flowers. Nasturtium and amaltaas, hydrangea and gulmohar. From him, I accepted the strength to be vulnerable. And the hypnosis of silence. From her, I learnt my love of reading. From him, I caught this love for nature. And walking. From her, I learnt the value of solitude. From him, I won an idol. From her, I learnt the release of art. And hard work. From her, I understood the humility of unconditional friendship. From you, I learnt the impermanence of applause.