Mathematics, I hated from the core of my heart with all sincerity. I had been neglectful of the arithmetical evil until last year’s examination
I felt her face remain as it was, as the orange rays of sunset filled her room. My faith was shaking as the rays fell upon my face through the window. The moment of truth.
Neeta has a habit of leaving notes for him daily. Sometimes a love note, or a joke or anything she feels like writing for him. She keeps this notes anywhere