yaar, every year I watch my friends post about their extravagant Valentine's dates. matlab, I can barely keep up with my own bills. while they’re booking fancy dinners, I’m here googling how to stretch my last paycheck till next month. kisi ko nahi pata meri asli wajah, ya bhai, ye maska lagake jindagi guzar rahi hai. it feels like I’m the only one who’s still figuring out life while everyone else...
literally just scrolled through old messages with people I used to laugh with. now we’re all living in our little bubbles, pretending to be okay. it’s wild knowing I could call hundreds of people, but none of them would really get it. everyone’s busy, everyone’s moved on, and I’m here googling things like “how to be okay alone” at three in the morning. honestly, I’m tired of feeling like a stranger in my own life.
literally just scrolled through old messages with people I used to laugh with. now we’re all living in our little bubbles, pretending to be okay. it’s wild knowing I could call hundreds of people, but none of them would really get it. everyone’s busy, everyone’s moved on, and I’m here googling things like “how to be okay alone” at three in the morning. honestly, I’m tired of feeling like a stranger in my own life.
the way that I saw my classmate’s wedding video. 50 lakhs on a day that lasts like… what, a few hours? meanwhile, here I am, living off leftover parathas and pretending that my instant noodles are gourmet. sometimes I wonder if this is all worth it, sacrificing everything to be here and now questioning... what, mein khud ka nahi dekh sakta? like, kuch samajh nahi aa raha. I keep thinking, how do y...