I have been carrying your apathy in my pocket. Those unread mails, unreplied texts, unfriended accounts, they all have burdened my phone memory.

Next time we meet, I am going to pass on some of my apathy. But wait, I don't feel like meeting you anymore. Looks like your apathy, like the phone memory, is mine now.

Practice quote for babaji's writing gyaan. #anti

9 JAN AT 16:30