खुद से जरा सोचो, कितनी बार एक सिगरेट के पैकेट के लिए सोचा है मैंने - पर कभी-कभी रात में इतनी उदासी होती है कि पता नहीं क्यों एक मिल्की बार भी नहीं ले सकता। ये छोटी-छोटी बातें घरवालों को समझ नहीं आतीं - घर का माहौल इतना तंग हो गया है कि चुप रहना ही बेहतर लगता है।
life is hard, hospital bills piling up while family insists papa just has a stomach issue, like yeah sure, let us just ignore the liver that clearly threw a party and forgot to invite the rest of us, কেউ বোঝে না.
sitting in this hospital room for hours, watching the same rerun of a cooking show while my friends are posting about their promotions like everything is fine, yaar, matlab samjho na, जिंदगी ऐसी है, i clean her room every few days, and its hard to remember what my own space feels like, कोई समझتا نہیں.
sitting in this hospital room for hours, watching the same rerun of a cooking show while my friends are posting about their promotions like everything is fine, yaar, matlab samjho na, जिंदगी ऐसी है, i clean her room every few days, and its hard to remember what my own space feels like, कोई समझتا نہیں.
so the other day i tried to impress this group at a party with my amazing knowledge of classical music and ended up accidentally naming a band from the 90s as one of the great composers. like, there i was confidently saying “yeah, vivaldi, led zeppelin, and bach” and you could feel the silence and i just wanted to sink through the floor.