देखो, इस "live news" के बीच, जब मैंने सुना कि किसी का परिवार अब तक Missing है, मुझे ये यकीन दिलाने लगा कि शायद मुझे भी कहीं भुला दिया गया है - क्योंकि मैं कभी किसी के लिए priority नहीं बन पाई। घर की जिम्मेदारियों में बंधी मैं, अपने इमोशन्स को कभी express नहीं कर पाई। मेरे दोस्त शानदार चीजें हासिल कर रहे हैं, और मैं यह सोचकर जी रही हूँ कि क्या कभी ऐसा होगा जब मैं भी बिना अपने हिस्से के दुख के मुस्क...
last week, i found myself scrolling through highlights of anthony mosca's epic cricket journey while sitting on my couch — again. there i was, too broke to even order in, wondering how many backyard cricket games he played to get there, while my cousins brag about their flashy new jobs and cars. yaad hai, bas pichle saal hi hum cricket khelne gaye the... ab mein sirf khaali phal ka plate dekhta ho...
it’s 3am and i just checked the nfl schedule this week. my partner is on the couch, glued to their phone, while i sit in the other room—hoping they’ll notice the person i completely redefined myself to be. i traded my late-night coffee runs for taco night rituals, thinking that would finally spark some warmth in their gaze. instead, all i got was silence—i changed everything and still they were scrolling, detached. sometimes i wonder if their attention is just a dream i can't quite reach—wondering what the heck happened to me in the process. #NflScheduleThisWeek #FeelingLost
it’s 3am and i just checked the nfl schedule this week. my partner is on the couch, glued to their phone, while i sit in the other room—hoping they’ll notice the person i completely redefined myself to be. i traded my late-night coffee runs for taco night rituals, thinking that would finally spark some warmth in their gaze. instead, all i got was silence—i changed everything and still they were scrolling, detached. sometimes i wonder if their attention is just a dream i can't quite reach—wondering what the heck happened to me in the process. #NflScheduleThisWeek #FeelingLost
it's two in the morning and the quiet feels loud. i accidentally unsent a message that probably would have meant something if we weren’t just... this chaotic mess. now i'm just stuck in this twisted game of who feels more lonely, while imagining your reaction — like i can almost hear your laughter… or maybe it was a pity laugh. either way, now we’re both pretending it didn’t happen when the truth ...