I have a habit of writing something on my syllabus books with date everytime i open them;be it a poetry or any random line or any word…
Whenever I reopen them after months or even years,it takes me back to all the events happening at that time!
you understand how far have u come
ngl once i wrote my ‘forgotten’ crush’s name on my book’s page and my friend opened that page incidentally.
He looked at me and i looked at him and eyes communicated
First ,second ,third hand embarrassments bhaisaab ! All together ! 🌚