I am in bed, and there's no sunlight in the room today. I had to shut the window as someone is playing Balam Pichkari on loudspeaker for no frigging reasons. Some aunty drenched in Murga Chap red color is discussing Gulab Jamun with my mother, and is trying to gulp as many sweets as she can from the plate, while telling my mother how she's gaining weight without eating much. More than half of the population of my "tiny" contact list has already sent me some pictures wishing the day of colors, to which I have replied by forwarding the same smiley to all. The closest people in my life haven't sent those wishes as they are aware of the fact that I am neutral to all this. I am staring at your chat window that is filled with dank memes from my side and numerous Hahaha(s) from yours, with a handful of awesome sporadic conversations in between. I wonder if you're a close one, too? Letters to crush. #4 Click #AyushiCrushTales to read in continuation.
