یار، سمجھو نا، literally just checked my account and I can’t even afford a decent meal this week, بچیوں کی ضروریات ہیں اور میری پرانی کمائی تو ختم ہوگئی ہے۔
घर वाले समझते नहीं, जब मैं अकेले बैठकर अपने पुराने दोस्तों के साथ हुई बातें याद करती हूं - यार, वो दिन कितने खास थे, अब सिर्फ नंबर ही हैं फ़ोन में, कोई मैसेज नहीं भेजती।
so the other day i found this old journal from when i was 11 and i was talking about this really awful day and my friend asked what i was wearing like that mattered, like what even was i supposed to say, i just felt so small, and now looking back i wonder why i never sent that text when i really wanted to reach out but then you realize nobody is really there to talk to, just scrolling through my contacts and thinking about how lonely it is to feel disconnected like that.
so the other day i found this old journal from when i was 11 and i was talking about this really awful day and my friend asked what i was wearing like that mattered, like what even was i supposed to say, i just felt so small, and now looking back i wonder why i never sent that text when i really wanted to reach out but then you realize nobody is really there to talk to, just scrolling through my contacts and thinking about how lonely it is to feel disconnected like that.
یار، سمجھو نا، ایک چھوٹا سا کمرہ کرایہ پر لیا ہے، بلز کی اتنی پریشانی ہے کہ کبھی کبھی سوچتا ہوں کہ میں نے جو پیسے جمع کیے تھے، وہ کچھ اور چیزوں میں لگا دیتا تو بہتر ہوتا، کوئی سمجھتا نہیں۔ سارا مہینہ بس کھانے پینے کے پیسے بچاتا ہوں اور آج اکاؤنٹ چیک کیا تو صرف دو ہزار روپے بچ گئے ہیں۔