ever feel like you’re watching everyone else climb the ladder while you’re stuck at the bottom, clutching your side hustle like a lifebuoy? it’s ironic that my passion project pays for my bills while my actual job drains the life out of me. i’m not complaining, but sometimes i want to scream at my boss who thinks i’m lucky to be here. the truth is, i might just be their best-kept secret, quietly l...
ok but looking back at old photos feels like flipping through someone else's cringey diary, like, how did I think those jelly sandals and butterfly clips were literally fashion choices? I mean, I looked like a background character in a bad sitcom, manifesting my dream of being “that girl” when really I was just, like, a short blonde kid in way too much glitter, thriving on fruit roll-ups and optim...
no because the way this Ranji Trophy drama is unfolding makes me realize I am literally losing my mind pretending I don’t drink or eat non-veg around my family. like, last week I had to fake a stomach ache to dodge my mom's spicy chicken curry while silently plotting my escape. it’s exhausting, yaar! here I am debating whether to back Punjab or Karnataka, while also wondering if I should start a revolution against forced vegetarianism at family functions. ab kya karun? let’s be real, I just want my biryani without the side eye. #PunjabVsKarnataka #FoodRevolution
no because the way this Ranji Trophy drama is unfolding makes me realize I am literally losing my mind pretending I don’t drink or eat non-veg around my family. like, last week I had to fake a stomach ache to dodge my mom's spicy chicken curry while silently plotting my escape. it’s exhausting, yaar! here I am debating whether to back Punjab or Karnataka, while also wondering if I should start a revolution against forced vegetarianism at family functions. ab kya karun? let’s be real, I just want my biryani without the side eye. #PunjabVsKarnataka #FoodRevolution
it's 2am and i'm scrolling through my spotify wrapped like it's the entrance exam for my own personality— my top artist was a German techno DJ i can't even pronounce. apparently, the playlist where i scream-sang in my shower at 3am says that i am emotionally stable. spoiler alert: my other top song is about existential dread set to an upbeat melody. like, do i play this off as deep or should i jus...