yaar, matlab samjho na, sitting in my tiny apartment with peeling walls while friends post their fancy vacations and new cars on social media, feeling like the only one still stuck eating instant noodles—घर वाले समझते नहीं, like I am meant to just be okay with this forever.
i thought my plant was dead for sure. literally just watered it on a whim after weeks of neglect and it has this little sprout now, like how did that even happen, i was convinced it was a lost cause.
i was looking at old pictures today and realized the last time i hung out with my best friend was so long ago it feels like a different life. now i just scroll through my phone thinking about all the texts i never sent, and its weirdly lonely when you realize you don’t have anyone to share those memories with.
i was looking at old pictures today and realized the last time i hung out with my best friend was so long ago it feels like a different life. now i just scroll through my phone thinking about all the texts i never sent, and its weirdly lonely when you realize you don’t have anyone to share those memories with.
every time i see those matrimonial sites, i feel like i am scrolling through fake profiles like it’s a job application, you know? ये लोग बस दिखावा करते हैं, खुद के बारे में जैसे कोई इतनी जानता है सब कुछ।