I love how everyone on social media talks about reading books for self-improvement, but I'm out here finishing three entire series of fantasy novels just to avoid reality. At this point, I’ve read so many magical adventures that I fully expect my life to include dragons and wands any day now. Can someone explain to my boss why I’m late because I got trapped in a wizard duel? Because “sorry I was b...
Is it just me, or does everyone else experience a mini existential crisis every time they scroll through social media? Like, one minute you're watching cute dog videos and the next, you're questioning your entire life because your friend's been to 87 countries while you can't even decide what to have for dinner tonight. I swear, I forgot how to breathe after seeing someone's perfectly curated life...
Why do people act like attending a wedding is a full-time job? You get the invite, and suddenly you're on an unending quest to find the perfect outfit, which by the way, is three sizes smaller than what you actually wear because "weight loss is just around the corner," right? And then there's the endless small talk with relatives who haven't changed a bit since the last wedding—like yes, Auntie, I’m still single and yes, I’m totally thrilled that Sharma ji ka beta just bought a new car. Can someone just hand me a plate of biryani and let me mourn my life choices in peace?
Why do people act like attending a wedding is a full-time job? You get the invite, and suddenly you're on an unending quest to find the perfect outfit, which by the way, is three sizes smaller than what you actually wear because "weight loss is just around the corner," right? And then there's the endless small talk with relatives who haven't changed a bit since the last wedding—like yes, Auntie, I’m still single and yes, I’m totally thrilled that Sharma ji ka beta just bought a new car. Can someone just hand me a plate of biryani and let me mourn my life choices in peace?
I’m pretty convinced that the only reason adults ever leave their houses is for the free snacks at meetings. Like, everyone shows up looking serious, but we all know the real agenda is those mini samosas and endless coffee refills. Honestly, I’d rather put on a suit for a buffet than a wedding. Who’s with me?