![]() Growing up, reading has been a trusted partner for most of us. The present you smiles with contentment and is proud for having built such wonderful memories for yourself. You don’t show it, but you are secretly proud that you are almost at the end of the book. The picture displayed has a retro-esque filter ( for vintage effect, obviously) and you see the smaller version of you sitting in a balcony, crammed with several plants atop a comfy chair immersed in a book you picked up from the local library two days back. You fast forward to around April-ish May and sit with eager eyes. ![]() You take the one titled ‘10’, blow the thick layer dust off it ( admit it, it has been quite a long time), put it in the drive and press play. ![]() ![]() Imagine if life was a series of tapes, one for each year you lived.
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