WhisperDog

Advice: life is a T20 match, yaar, and right now, I feel like I'm still in the dugout wh…

last night, I discovered my best friend bought a life-sized cardboard cutout of me to prank people at their apartment—like, why am I a punchline? so here I am, full of existential dread, realizing I’m the joke, the trophy, the "look at my weirdo friend" attraction for unsuspecting visitors. every time someone visits, I die a little inside, like are we bonding or are you just hanging out with my tw...

it’s funny how I scroll through a sea of names in my contacts and realize, nobody actually knows I exist. I remember how Lisa used to laugh at my bad puns, now I can't even call her to share my latest terrible one. I keep thinking about how I could call up my coworker for a beer and vent, but we both know that after that, it’d be the end of our “friendship” because the way I saw him trip over a pa...

life is a T20 match, yaar, and right now, I feel like I'm still in the dugout while everyone else is playing. ghar wale bas samjhte nahi ke mein kahan hoon. pretending everything is fine when I can barely make ends meet feels like a joke. as the world celebrates cricket, I keep getting bombarded with questions about jobs I don’t have anymore. every "are you okay?" stings like a fast bowler's bouncer. who needs wickets when you are just trying to stay afloat? #CricketT20WorldCup #DrowningInSilence

life is a T20 match, yaar, and right now, I feel like I'm still in the dugout while everyone else is playing. ghar wale bas samjhte nahi ke mein kahan hoon. pretending everything is fine when I can barely make ends meet feels like a joke. as the world celebrates cricket, I keep getting bombarded with questions about jobs I don’t have anymore. every "are you okay?" stings like a fast bowler's bouncer. who needs wickets when you are just trying to stay afloat? #CricketT20WorldCup #DrowningInSilence

wait, so while everyone at the reunion is flexing their promotions, yaar, I'm just sitting there, sipping on this weird punch, wondering when I will finally escape the clutches of my same old job since twenty nineteen. matlab, my cousin is talking about his salary while I'm trying to explain why my side hustle of making custom socks is “totally gonna take off.” and then they start discussing the P...