last night i couldn’t find my favorite pen, the one that actually writes smoothly, so i ended up signing some important forms with a dried up one that kept skipping. seriously, कोई समझتا نہیں that it matters.
یار، بس یہ نہیں ہو رہا۔ آج کی بس یوں ایک ٹپ لکی، فش افش فش - ابھی آچکا ہوں اور پتہ نہیں کیوں اتنے دن گزر جانے کے بعد بھی دل نہیں بھرا۔
i literally realized the other day that i could vanish and no one would notice for days. like i tested it once and 9 days went by, nobody cared enough to reach out, and now i feel this weird mix of freedom and panic.
i literally realized the other day that i could vanish and no one would notice for days. like i tested it once and 9 days went by, nobody cared enough to reach out, and now i feel this weird mix of freedom and panic.
yaar, matlab samjho na, maine 98 percent score kiya aur ab bhi unse samjhna padega kyun nahi 100 hai, ghar wale samajhte nahi ki pressure kitna hota hai kabhi kabhi. kya zindagi hai bas perfection ke chakkar mein, dil mein anxiety aur expectations ka bhari bojh hai.