Happy Eid Mubarak!
Four years ago, on an Eid Fitr eve like this, I was sitting on my motorcycle behind you, looking at a sky full of fireworks when we got stuck in a traffic jam after riding around the city to deliver 2 backpacks full of yearbooks to our classmates. Every single one of their house.
Now looking back, I've got to admit that it was a folly and I was insane and you were clearly attracted to me. And I was undoubtedly crushing on you.
Because nobody wouldn't see why I would want to spend two freaking exhausting days with you delivering the books when in fact we could make them come pick the books themselves. And our friends' houses weren't even close one another.
But so we did, out of our insanity.
