रात को फोन चेक करते हुए, मेरे पास कोई नहीं था बात करने के लिए और बस एक टेक्स्ट का सोचा जो कभी भेजा नहीं, यार, कितनी अकेलेपन की फीलिंग थी।
life is hard, কি করবে। সবসময় দুশ্চিন্তা হয় কেন যেন, রাস্তায় যাবার সময় হঠাৎ একটা অন্য জীবন মনে পড়ে। আশে পাশে সবাই সাজানো বাড়ি নিয়ে থাকে, আর আমি বাসায় ফেরার পর ভাবছি এত ধারে কি হবে।
sitting in my dark living room after finishing yet another show, my mind keeps going back to that missed call and how easy it is to let months pass without reaching out, now it feels like a weight in my chest that even binge-watching can’t numb, scrolling through contacts and all i see is emptiness.
sitting in my dark living room after finishing yet another show, my mind keeps going back to that missed call and how easy it is to let months pass without reaching out, now it feels like a weight in my chest that even binge-watching can’t numb, scrolling through contacts and all i see is emptiness.
sometimes i sit in my small apartment at my makeshift desk, scrolling through friends' vacation photos, all while thinking about selling more stuff just to cover my kid's medication. it feels surreal to watch them celebrate promotions and travel when my world has shrunk to tracking expenses and sending offers on Facebook marketplace for old furniture.