क्या कभी ऐसा लगता है कि सबकी जिंदगी एक फिल्म चल रही है, और आप बस पीछे रह गए हैं? सारे दोस्त अच्छे करियर बना रहे हैं, नए घर खरीद रहे हैं, और मैं अभी भी वही पुराने कपड़े पहनकर देख रही हूँ उनकी पोस्ट्स? मेरा सिर्फ हर दिन संघर्ष होता है, जबकि सब एक से एक बढ़िया चीजें हासिल कर रहे हैं। देखो ना, क्रिकेट के मैच से लेकर हर शादी में सब टॉप पर हैं, जबकि मैं यहाँ हर पल खुद से ही लड़ती हूँ। कभी तो समझ नहीं आत...
honestly, everyone’s flexing about promotions and I'm still here, grinding at the same job since twenty nineteen like it’s my whole life’s mission. यार, मैंने literally अपने को कुछ बड़ा होते हुए भी नहीं देखा। while my cousin is living the dream abroad, I’m still in this endless cycle of “next time will be better.” it's so frustrating that I start imagining things like maybe I should just book a on...
ok but, i sat on my couch the other night and realized i have all these contacts saved but nobody i would actually call. it's like i turned adulthood into a game of hide and seek, where everyone's hiding and i can't find them. sometimes, i even apologize to my furniture for being so lonely. i mean, if my couch could talk, it would probably ask why i keep scrolling through empty messages. what’s even crazier? nobody tells you that connecting becomes an impossible puzzle as you collect acquaintances instead of friends.
ok but, i sat on my couch the other night and realized i have all these contacts saved but nobody i would actually call. it's like i turned adulthood into a game of hide and seek, where everyone's hiding and i can't find them. sometimes, i even apologize to my furniture for being so lonely. i mean, if my couch could talk, it would probably ask why i keep scrolling through empty messages. what’s even crazier? nobody tells you that connecting becomes an impossible puzzle as you collect acquaintances instead of friends.
yooo, i just remembered i was supposed to post a review about that weird Baskara Mahendra movie, like, weeks ago, and my brain was like “surprise! here’s some public embarrassment.” now everyone thinks i literally forgot, but i just couldn’t find the words to explain how i relate to a man who juggles fame, while i'm over here juggling my latest failed attempts at adulting. awkward. now i’m not eve...