it’s funny how life can feel like one of those travel mugs you forget to close. i spent months preparing for my baby. nursery done, little outfits washed, the car seat just sitting there, quietly judging me. now every time i get in my car, i feel like it’s that awkward moment at a party where nobody knows who should leave first. do i just take it out? am i supposed to ask it for an explanation too...
not gonna lie, i’ve developed a bizarre obsession with collecting random postcards from thrift stores. like, who sends postcards these days, right? last week, i bought one from some random 1990s beach resort. it’s a cringe moment waiting to happen when i realized i sent a picture of it to my boss instead of my best friend, with the caption, “wanna move here?” and he replies, “you need to get your ...
day 47 of trying to help my brother. he is chained to a bed because they think it is possession. our neighbors whisper, "acha nahi hai" as they look at my family with pity. i checked my account today and realized that even a bus fare to the city for a proper doctor is a luxury now. the baba’s treatment is all we can afford, but they don’t see the pain behind it. घर वाले समझते नहीं, और मेरी पूरी जिंदगी यहाँ बर्बाद हो रही है.
day 47 of trying to help my brother. he is chained to a bed because they think it is possession. our neighbors whisper, "acha nahi hai" as they look at my family with pity. i checked my account today and realized that even a bus fare to the city for a proper doctor is a luxury now. the baba’s treatment is all we can afford, but they don’t see the pain behind it. घर वाले समझते नहीं, और मेरी पूरी जिंदगी यहाँ बर्बाद हो रही है.
its 3am and i’m scrolling through old group chats, yaar. i found the one with my best friend from college. we used to send memes at 2am and make ridiculous plans for life that never happened. now, it’s been two years since we last talked, and my phone feels heavier, matlab, with all these contacts but no one to call. bhai, it’s just me and this void that keeps reminding me how lonely it gets when ...