ये हालात सुनो - अपने जीवन में हर चीज़ छोड़कर यहाँ आया और अब फोन में सैकड़ों नंबर हैं, पर जब बात आती है बुरा महसूस करने की, तो कोई नहीं है। मतलब, रिश्तेदारों के साथ बात करना तो आसान नहीं, वो तो सिर्फ सोने की कीमत पर घड़ियों का मुसीबत बनने वाला एक्सपर्ट बन गए हैं, जो अब भौतिकतावाद की दुखद कहानी गुनगुनाते हैं। सोने की कीमत फिर से बढ़ गई है, और मुझे ये सोचने पर मजबूर कर दिया कि क्या अब मेरे दिल के टुक...
it’s not that... it’s just... every time I think I’m getting better at yoga— I accidentally signed up for an aerial class instead of a regular one. So there I was, dangling from a silk like a poorly packaged burrito, and the instructor asks me to "find my center." My center? I can’t even find my phone half the time! At one point, I panicked and flailed, thinking I could transform this moment into ...
ok but imagine I’m up at three a.m., having a full-blown panic about whether I should've told the corner lamp it looks nice. I swear, I can feel its glare judging me for being socially awkward, like “excuse me, I’m not a therapist.” then I start spiraling into this whole scenario where the lamp forms a support group with the curtains and the cat statue on the shelf. they start critiquing my life choices, like "why’s she only talking to us? does she even have friends?" suddenly, I’m fighting tears, begging the lamp for forgiveness. who knew a lightbulb could spark this much anxiety?
ok but imagine I’m up at three a.m., having a full-blown panic about whether I should've told the corner lamp it looks nice. I swear, I can feel its glare judging me for being socially awkward, like “excuse me, I’m not a therapist.” then I start spiraling into this whole scenario where the lamp forms a support group with the curtains and the cat statue on the shelf. they start critiquing my life choices, like "why’s she only talking to us? does she even have friends?" suddenly, I’m fighting tears, begging the lamp for forgiveness. who knew a lightbulb could spark this much anxiety?
i found old texts where i thought i was smooth like ricky martin, but honestly? they read like a toddler wrote them after licking a battery. there was one line about “wanting to serenade you under a disco ball” and now i’m convinced i might’ve ruined any chance of dating anyone ever. like, what if they were actually considering it and that one text made them run for the hills? someone tell me how ...