Flipping the pages
and deciphering unfathomable handwriting
and then asking my mother
what I wrote
and that follows with the usual
“You always ask me what you write,
you can’t even read your own handwriting”.
But then she mysteriously reads it
and it all makes sense.
Mothers know best.
I am writing this post as part of my procrastination from my studying. #parveenproblems.