sun pourin in from everywhere...

sound of carts n luggages movin in the air...

the bare mattress on the top bunk...

all adds up to the nolstalgic mornin...

sometimes its funny that random things happen n looks like its destined

like how can someone forgot his id...go bak n gt it...n left his wallet behind...

how frivolous is the encounter, yet it turn out just gettin under his skin...

and just how one person could conjure up so many memories.....

he knows hes nt supposed to b affected abt an unreturened text or a casual invitation...

but he did...

and it didnt feel as bad actually