Confessions: i just found out my coworker started a side gig without telling anyone. meanwhil…

its not that i lost my job—it’s just that every time my rishtedaar asks about it, i have to summon every ounce of creativity to explain that “consulting” is code for “my couch and I have a deep relationship.” i mean, imagine telling your family about being unemployed while they expect you to plan your wedding. not gonna lie, i thought about showing up to the next family dinner wearing a giant vote...

yaar, I see all these headlines about voting and new policies, but in my life—matlab, does it even matter? everyone's out here making life moves, buying houses and cars, while I'm stuck figuring out if I can afford dinner this week. I swear, my parents think I'm choosing this life of uncertainty, like it's all just some dramatic storyline. sometimes I wonder—what if I just disappeared, so I wouldn...

i saw the rockets beat the clippers and honestly, it felt like one more reminder of how fast everyone else moves on while i linger. you ever feel like you're in a crowded room but still completely alone? i have literally hundreds of contacts, but when i'm low, who do i call? nobody knows the real me anymore. it makes me question if all those moments of connection were ever real. honestly, when did...