WhisperDog

Confessions: yo, honestly, seeing everyone flex their new skills from those 'Skill India' cou…

it’s 2:13 am and i just spent thirty minutes rehearsing my imaginary acceptance speech for an award i’ll never get. i can practically hear the applause, while in real life my biggest accomplishment today was locating a clean pair of socks. meanwhile, everyone on my timeline is flaunting their new Tesla and beach house while i’m here, scrolling through clearance racks, wondering if they notice me s...

...and I just remembered I was supposed to send my cousin that family recipe weeks ago. Like, how did I forget something so simple? Now I'm thinking about how she'll probably make it while blasting Bad Bunny and posting the whole thing online. I’m just sitting here wondering if my entire existence has turned into one giant waiting room filled with missed messages and vague regrets. I can't decide ...

yo, honestly, seeing everyone flex their new skills from those 'Skill India' courses while I'm over here wondering if my resume should just say 'proficient in watching Netflix' is a whole vibe. like, my cousins are landing gigs at tech firms and I'm still figuring out how to pass off my random hobbies as actual skills on LinkedIn. no one's asking about my PhD in heartbreak, though; how does that even get me hired? #SkillIndia #desilife

yo, honestly, seeing everyone flex their new skills from those 'Skill India' courses while I'm over here wondering if my resume should just say 'proficient in watching Netflix' is a whole vibe. like, my cousins are landing gigs at tech firms and I'm still figuring out how to pass off my random hobbies as actual skills on LinkedIn. no one's asking about my PhD in heartbreak, though; how does that even get me hired? #SkillIndia #desilife

yooo, i gave my favorite guitar to my ex, thinking it would be a sweet gesture to start fresh. turns out they took it to a jam session with someone new, like, bruh, you could’ve at least invited me. now im sitting here, strumming my old notes on a broken ukulele, feeling like a joke in a sad song nobody wants to hear.