I finally decided to try cooking during the pandemic. Spoiler alert: my smoke alarm is now my best friend. I mean, how hard can it be to follow a recipe, right? I still don’t know how I turned a simple spaghetti dish into a charcoal sculpture. And don’t get me started on the “one-pot meals” – who knew one pot could mean chaos in five different ways? At this point, I’m pretty sure my oven is secret...
I just realized that adulthood is basically just trying to remember where you left your phone, wallet, and sanity all at the same time. I mean, why did no one warn me that stacking my life on a series of to-do lists would lead to a panic attack every time I misplaced my keys? And don’t even get me started on the pressure to "manage stress" like it's one of those DIY home projects—spoiler alert: I ...
Is it just me, or does every family gathering feel like a game of "who's the most successful?" Like, why does Auntie think I’m running a startup just because I can whip up a decent Instagram reel? Also, how many times do I have to explain that my freelance gig isn’t "a job"? Newsflash: we don’t all need to be doctors or engineers, but here we are, trapped in the “Sharma ji ka beta” narrative. Why can’t we just bond over the fact that we all spent last weekend binge-watching a show?
Is it just me, or does every family gathering feel like a game of "who's the most successful?" Like, why does Auntie think I’m running a startup just because I can whip up a decent Instagram reel? Also, how many times do I have to explain that my freelance gig isn’t "a job"? Newsflash: we don’t all need to be doctors or engineers, but here we are, trapped in the “Sharma ji ka beta” narrative. Why can’t we just bond over the fact that we all spent last weekend binge-watching a show?
Is it just me, or does everyone have that one relative who feels personally attacked if you don’t drop everything to attend their kid's third birthday party? Like, sorry auntie, I can't come celebrate the fact that your toddler can now say "mama" and "dada." My presence won't magically make them a genius. Am I the only one who finds these events more painful than a dentist appointment?