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no because, the other day I found myself staring at a picture of an empty salad bowl, and I panicked for a solid five minutes thinking, how would I explain this in court? I could just hear the judge asking about my culinary choices while I dramatically wave my arms and shout, “but I was just trying to be HEALTHY!” like that’s some kind of defense.
there's this whole job thing going on at पंजाब नैशनल बैंक. yaar, matlab samjho na, i can't even keep track of the times i've said yes to plans, but really, all i want is to say no because my bank balance makes me want to hide under my bed. everybody sees me laughing, the eldest daughter who seems so put together, but deep down i'm scrolling through credit card statements wishing i could erase the part of my life where debt became my unwanted roommate. literally, my younger cousin is posting flat tours while i am re-arranging the furniture in my childhood room because adulting has turned into a weird twisted game of ‘how much can i avoid talking about my financial disaster?’ कोई समझता نہیں. i wonder if i can convince them that emotional debt counts too. #
there's this whole job thing going on at पंजाब नैशनल बैंक. yaar, matlab samjho na, i can't even keep track of the times i've said yes to plans, but really, all i want is to say no because my bank balance makes me want to hide under my bed. everybody sees me laughing, the eldest daughter who seems so put together, but deep down i'm scrolling through credit card statements wishing i could erase the part of my life where debt became my unwanted roommate. literally, my younger cousin is posting flat tours while i am re-arranging the furniture in my childhood room because adulting has turned into a weird twisted game of ‘how much can i avoid talking about my financial disaster?’ कोई समझता نہیں. i wonder if i can convince them that emotional debt counts too. #
बस ये सोच के मैं मुस्कुरा रहा था कि अगर पड़ोसियों को पता होता कि मेरी सरकारी नौकरी की खोज में मैं साप्ताहिक सब्जी मंडी में भी सिर्फ आलू खरीदने जाता हूँ। जैसे पिज़्ज़ा पार्टी के लिए, वो एक कदम भी मेरे ना आने पर समझ जाएँगे। मुझे उस दिन मिली मेरी "खुद की गलती" पर बहुत हंसी आई थी, जब मुझे एहसास हुआ कि "पंजाब नैशनल बैंक" की रूमर्स सच में मुझे कहीं नहीं ले जाएंगी, और मम्मी जी को समझाना पड़ा कि ये भी कोई "...