WhisperDog

Confessions: some nights i sit on this old couch that smells like cigarettes and stale takeou…

भाई, जब मेरी जाति का पता चला तो सब कुछ बदल गया - प्रमोशन तो बंद हो गए और लंच पर कोई बुलाता भी नहीं। सबकुछ चुपचाप होता है - मतलब कुछ बोलने की जरुरत नहीं है।

कुछ दिनों से सोच रही हूँ — एक टाइम पर पूरी जिंदगी के लिए दोस्त समझा था मैंने उसे, पर अब लगता है जैसे उस वक्त कुछ और ही था, कोई समझता नहीं, bas contact list को देखती हूँ और मन करता है एक टेक्स्ट भेजूँ, पर मैं चुप रह जाती हूँ — बस।

some nights i sit on this old couch that smells like cigarettes and stale takeout, watching my neighbors light up their nice grills, laughing over beers while i count the dollars in my pocket for a cheap frozen dinner, wondering why i can’t seem to get a break after eight years but they’re all just moving up, getting promotions, new cars, like nothing even happened, meanwhile im stuck scrolling through endless job listings that all want some experience that feels like a joke i cant even start to understand.

some nights i sit on this old couch that smells like cigarettes and stale takeout, watching my neighbors light up their nice grills, laughing over beers while i count the dollars in my pocket for a cheap frozen dinner, wondering why i can’t seem to get a break after eight years but they’re all just moving up, getting promotions, new cars, like nothing even happened, meanwhile im stuck scrolling through endless job listings that all want some experience that feels like a joke i cant even start to understand.

so there i was in a facility trying to get my head straight when my boss sends me a “we are letting you go due to job abandonment” email and i thought, oh perfect timing, right between my existential crisis and figuring out if i can ever forgive myself for eating a whole box of cereal for dinner at 3 am while watching an infomercial about instant regret, so yeah, real professional environment over...