so my kid gets expelled and now i am the proud parent of a delinquent with an advanced degree in “you gotta be kidding me” from the school of bureaucratic nonsense, and all the other parents are giving me the same look they reserve for when their dog eats a shoe. i never knew a paperwork trail could have me questioning if this is a punishment or a degree program in avoiding adult responsibilities,...
i regret not writing down all the stories my grandmother told me when i was little. now every time i remember her voice it feels like a song fading away, like i should have preserved it somehow, and i just… didn’t.
yaar, matlab samjho na, jab maine doosre caste ke ladke se shadi ki to sab bologe "accha hai" lekin unki maa ki woh nazar ab tak yaad hai jab maine unki ladki ke naam pe wahi poora mail bhej diya tha jo actually mere dost ko bhejna tha, aur wo pehle waala bachapan ka doodh ka kisse unhe suna raha tha, badi dikkat ho gayi thi us din.
yaar, matlab samjho na, jab maine doosre caste ke ladke se shadi ki to sab bologe "accha hai" lekin unki maa ki woh nazar ab tak yaad hai jab maine unki ladki ke naam pe wahi poora mail bhej diya tha jo actually mere dost ko bhejna tha, aur wo pehle waala bachapan ka doodh ka kisse unhe suna raha tha, badi dikkat ho gayi thi us din.
बिना सोचे मैंने अपनी पहली पेंटिंग कर डाली, जो मेरे अंदर की भावनाओं को पूरी तरह से बयान कर गई, और जब उसे देखा तो लगा कि यार, ये वाकई अच्छा हुआ, जब मुझे लगा था कि मैं ये कभी नहीं कर पाऊँगा।