Beetroots are such arsonists

The sweetest thing about a conversation lies in its randomness. Then there are ones that can't be explained to another human without background, the ones that bring a wide smile to your face, the ones that keep you up at night deep in thought, the ones that have luckily been typed out on text and etched in your heart verbatim. In all these instances, it boils down to just the shared connection and finding new ways to keep it intact.

The unexpectedly beautiful conversations come about when you have the least expectations. When you just take a shot at the other person and hope they catch whatever it is that you're throwing, you might just find something irreplaceable. That's the beauty of references in texting. There's an organised way in which the thoughts flow and the ideas meet to make the prettiest of memories! Of course the autocorrect plays the role of the villain and comes in the way of the words finding a way to your heart, but it'll stay in your mind anyways.

Imagine you are a bucket, waiting for information (water) to be complete. There are many ways for it to get filled. Now, if you're under a giant tap, you get this steady flow of water and that is routine, but once in a while, you'll find a hose that sprays some new perspective into you or a shower that can be moody with its lighter and harsher tones or a mug that teaches you to stay humble and content. There lies a thrill in finding these sources as a mode to fill up with precious water. It's an adventure on its own because you never know what the small little mug has to offer any more than you know what the tall and mighty shower does! 

 "Beetroots are such arsonists," said he, "they go around setting things on fire and blame it on pumpkins!" Here's to strange marketing campaigns and stranger autocorrects that take us places!


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