बाबा का खेती बाड़ी की बात याद आती है, जब फसल बार बार बर्बाद हुई तो उन्होंने जहर पी लिया और उसके बाद मैंने सरकार की घोषणाओं को केवल एक खेल की तरह समझा। कभी कभी सोचती हूँ कि क्या मैंने और कुछ किया होता तो शायद वो जिंदा होते।
yaar, matlab samjho na, jab mein choti thi, ghar ke liye kaam kiya taake bhai school ja saken aur ab mein apni naam bhi nahi padh sakti, unki graduation parties dekh ke lagta hai life kaise aage badh gayi, main bas yahin choti si apartment mein aur dard ko bhugat rahi hoon, कोई समझता نہیں.
i am sitting in my small apartment, the same one where i dreamt of big promotions and laughter, but now my friends just ask why i never come out to lunch anymore. seeing them go up while my salary is stuck feels like living in slow motion, i can feel the invisible walls closing in and honestly, nobody says anything but it all feels clear as day.
i am sitting in my small apartment, the same one where i dreamt of big promotions and laughter, but now my friends just ask why i never come out to lunch anymore. seeing them go up while my salary is stuck feels like living in slow motion, i can feel the invisible walls closing in and honestly, nobody says anything but it all feels clear as day.
so last week i was talking about my favorite soup at the grocery store and turned to the person next to me to say how much i love it - and realized halfway through that it was a stranger and not my friend and their face just went blank - awkward silence for like 5 seconds and i just walked away slowly thinking about how i should really know better by now.