I wanted to say this for a while, but then due to certain unforeseen circumstances and a miraculous twist in events, I could only say this now: I’ve been growing a potatoe!
Its name is Shakespeare, clearly you can see I have great expectations for this little thing. I also named it’s buds, they are namely: Hamlet, Romeo&Juliet, Merchant of Venice, MacBeth, Midsummer Night’s Dream and The Tempest so on and so forth. All of them are Bud-dies with one another.
Shakespeare has gone through much turbulence in its short life of 2 weeks, you see, it was growing pretty well, one of its buds especially, grew plump and purple. I was feeling rather proud of it and decided to move it from the balcony to my room, thinking that more of my love and care can then be directed towards it. However, never did I expect that Shakespeare was afraid of cold and dryness! After one night in an air-con room, the pretty bud died. I thought that was the end of my potatoe, BUT, being strong in will, its other bud-dies started to grow and it got permanently relocated back to the balcony.
P.s. I know ‘Potatoe’ should come without an ‘e’ but I think it looks better this way.