just finished a show and sat there like someone had taken my entire sense of purpose, realized my plants were judging me, and then just stared at the wall, wondering if this is what a midlife crisis feels like at thirty but honestly it might just be that i need to water them more.
क्या कहूँ यार, मुझे 98 परसेंट मिला और घर वाले बस 2 मार्क्स की ही बात कर रहे हैं। इतना प्रेशर है, जैसे अब भी स्कूल में हूँ, वो बचपन की परफेक्ट स्टैंडर्ड, समझते नहीं कि 26 में भी ये सब बुरा लग सकता है।
yaar, matlab samjho na, bas hospital se call aaya aur sab kuch theek hai, kya hi maza hai yaar, pehle socha tha sab khatam ho gaya, ye dard toh kabhi khatam hi nahi hoga, par nahi, ab sab kuch accha hai, lagta hai choti si duniya mein fir se jeene ka mauka mila hai
yaar, matlab samjho na, bas hospital se call aaya aur sab kuch theek hai, kya hi maza hai yaar, pehle socha tha sab khatam ho gaya, ye dard toh kabhi khatam hi nahi hoga, par nahi, ab sab kuch accha hai, lagta hai choti si duniya mein fir se jeene ka mauka mila hai
sat through a whole meal by myself trying to look like i wasn’t debating if my fork was my new best friend while the waiter acted like my accent was a full-on circus act, like okay dude, it's not that weird, but thanks for reminding me how out of place i really feel.