literally saw a couple on the bus, sharing a sandwich while they giggled like they were in some rom-com. it hit me, watching them, how much of my life I built around my ex who literally could'nt stand sharing snacks, and now I'm over here crafting fictional love stories for strangers in public. sometimes I imagine petty scenarios where their bus breaks down and they have to awkwardly sit next to m...
it's not that I can't prioritize, it's just that I bought three jars of artisanal pickles last week instead of, you know, a real meal. like, who am I if not someone who plans gourmet snacks for imaginary dinner parties? it’s absurd—i can barely afford the utility bill but i’m obsessing over trying every single flavor of pickles! what is wrong with me? i keep pretending that my kitchen is a fancy d...
so, you know that feeling when your whole support system just leaves? like, suddenly you realize your best friend isn’t even texting you back and you have to become your own cheerleader. I went to this huge party, feeling all cute in my auntie’s old lehenga, thinking I’d shine brighter than the Diwali lights, only to end up awkwardly blending in with the 'bharat bandh' discussions. sab log bada serious, aur mai ek taraf desperate selfies le rahi thi, just hoping my ex will suddenly miss me and comment. funny thing, meri selfie mein toh sirf mascara ka ek jhalak tha, showing my actual emotional state. now I’m over here, practicing my ‘I don’t care’ smile while plotting revenge on my lipstick that obviously betrayed me too. #BharatBandh #UnexpectedEmotions
so, you know that feeling when your whole support system just leaves? like, suddenly you realize your best friend isn’t even texting you back and you have to become your own cheerleader. I went to this huge party, feeling all cute in my auntie’s old lehenga, thinking I’d shine brighter than the Diwali lights, only to end up awkwardly blending in with the 'bharat bandh' discussions. sab log bada serious, aur mai ek taraf desperate selfies le rahi thi, just hoping my ex will suddenly miss me and comment. funny thing, meri selfie mein toh sirf mascara ka ek jhalak tha, showing my actual emotional state. now I’m over here, practicing my ‘I don’t care’ smile while plotting revenge on my lipstick that obviously betrayed me too. #BharatBandh #UnexpectedEmotions
the way that every year, i tell myself this will be the year i find a local book club, but here i am, staring at the same stack of unread novels while scrolling through strangers on social media who read them first. feeling more connected to characters in my fiction than to the friends i haven't spoken to in months. all while wondering if the 'وزارة التربية والتعليم' results mean anything in a wor...