The Orange Socks

I was looking for the sky blue socks that Aarav gave me in my past birthday, when I accidently found the infamous orange socks, rolled into a small ball in the far back of the drawer. They still smelt of dust, and I wondered how did I forget about them all this time. They witnessed my first meeting with Aarav. That day was such a memorable day to me, and the following rollercoaster of events, the tears and smiles that brought us closer and tore us apart at the same time were also craved in my memory with no doubt.
While bringing back those memories, I decided that maybe I should turn my love story into a book in a site like Watt Pad, and even Aarav agreed to that saying that I never knew what the word 'privacy' meant. Looking back at things, my talkative tongue helped in getting us together.
So I'm here writing about the jokes that life pulled on me, and about how I suddenly found myself playing the role of the lie detector to the biggest liar Aarav.