That moment when you spot your grammar mistake mid-text… but then you remember the recipient’s English and decide, ‘Eh, let it be.’ 😂🤣😂
- Suyog Says

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Before you wish your English Teacher today, please confirm the grammar first… Is it

Happy Teachers Day,
Happy Teachers' Day, or
Happy Teacher's Day?

Because if you get it wrong, instead of blessings… you might get homework! 📚😂
- Suyog Potdar

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I’m never busy—time is always in my hands. Whether you receive it or not depends on where you stand in my priorities. 🙃
- Suyog Potdar

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Old songs soothe your soul, new songs charge your body, but 90s songs make your soul and body dance together in perfect joy.
- Suyog Potdar

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When you truly love a girl or a boy, you don't stop thinking about other girls or boys; instead, the more you think about someone else, the more you feel proud of your choice, the more you love your soulmate, and the more you realize you are the luckiest to have them.
- Suyog Potdar

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Like gold that may tarnish yet shines again, without losing it's value, a true friendship may face ups and downs, but the care, love, and respect between best friends remains unchanged, eternal in its value. ❤️
- Suyog Potdar

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Like gold that may tarnish yet shines again, without losing it's value, a true friendship may face ups and downs, but the care, love, and respect between best friends remains unchanged, eternal in its value. ❤️
- Suyog Potdar

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Best friends are not just readers of your words, they are listeners of your silence—able to sense your ache, your joy, your storm, even in the way you type a ‘hi.’ They don’t need explanations, just a single line… and they already know your soul is whispering for comfort.
- Suyog Potdar

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Stay away from friends who say, “In my 30s, I’ve matured.” that’s the kind of negativity wrinkles that we don’t need.
Stick with the ones who proudly say, “Bro, I’m 27… again… for the 8th time!” those are the real anti-aging influencers!
Age is just a number, but delusion is eternal youth!
- Suyog Potdar

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They asked me to kill the softness in me, to silence the voice of emotion for the sake of practicality. They taught me to build walls around my heart in the name of strength. But when I finally stopped bleeding emotion, they mourned the very soul they buried with their own hands, they missed the warmth of the soul they once told to hide, forgetting that hearts don't return the same once taught to stop feeling.
- Suyog Potdar

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