not gonna lie, saw that classmate's wedding video. a whole 50 lakhs. meanwhile, I’m just sitting here, scrolling with fifty thousand in my savings, feeling like an absolute joke. i’m connected to so many people, but it’s funny how not a single one would care to check in when I’m low. feels like we traded genuine connections for surface-level likes and perfect Instagram feeds, and i’m just wonderin...
not gonna lie, every time i hear about the Villarreal vs Espanyol match, i think about how watching sports feels like the one luxury i allow myself—meanwhile, i am five months behind on rent, hiding my bills like they're embarrassing family secrets, and praying my landlord doesn't catch a hint of my panic in my eye. people assume i'm living life large, and here i am, rehearsing lines to sell the h...
it's not that i can't afford groceries, it's just that my brain thinks meal prepping means ordering ten packets of instant noodles. when i saw that trump news, i couldn’t help but laugh. my life feels like a bad reality show where even the plot twists can't afford a decent climax. matlab, yaar, i'm living on free samples from the grocery store just to make my budget stretch until the next paycheck drops. but hey, at least my nutrition is keeping it *interesting*, right? maybe next week i’ll sign up for an online cooking class—if only i could afford the subscription. life hai na, such a joke. #DonaldTrump #StrugglingThroughLife
it's not that i can't afford groceries, it's just that my brain thinks meal prepping means ordering ten packets of instant noodles. when i saw that trump news, i couldn’t help but laugh. my life feels like a bad reality show where even the plot twists can't afford a decent climax. matlab, yaar, i'm living on free samples from the grocery store just to make my budget stretch until the next paycheck drops. but hey, at least my nutrition is keeping it *interesting*, right? maybe next week i’ll sign up for an online cooking class—if only i could afford the subscription. life hai na, such a joke. #DonaldTrump #StrugglingThroughLife
i spent years perfecting my craft, pouring my heart into writing a book that nobody wants to read. every day, i revisited the same coffee shop—lost count of the number of lattes i bought with their fancy names while typing out my hopes into a blank document. then i stumbled upon an old blog post of theirs, and oh my god—turns out they were never interested in being a writer at all. just an influen...