sat in the empty nursery today—just staring at the walls, it all feels too quiet like a ghost of what should have been. scrolling through my contacts but none of those names feel right, no one to share this with, just me and the silence.
i walked through a crowded market today and realized no one looked me in the eye, like i was invisible. it was strange, feeling so alone in a place full of people, and part of me thought maybe my accent was the real reason i am alone here.
sat in my tiny kitchen with the same three dishes piled up for days. my neighbor just hosted a rooftop party that looked amazing and all i could think was how empty my phone feels with no one to invite over.
sat in my tiny kitchen with the same three dishes piled up for days. my neighbor just hosted a rooftop party that looked amazing and all i could think was how empty my phone feels with no one to invite over.
yaar, matlab samjho na, meri एक दोस्त का बेटा जो बस बारह साल का है, वो जब भी आता है मेरे फ्लैट में, उस की शरारतों से कमरा भर जाता है और कभी-कभी तो सोचना भी बुरा लगता है कि वो जब बड़ा होगा तो कैसी जिंदगियाँ जी लेगा जबकि मैं खुद को छोटे-छोटे खुशियों में सिमेटने में लगा हूँ, सब कुछ बहुत slow लगता है मेरे लिए, घर वाले समझते नहीं।