wait, i just saw that motorcyclist accident news and it hit differently. the other day, i had to dodge a pothole so deep it felt like i was in an action movie. guess who pulled me over when i was trying to navigate? a cop—thinking i was doing something illegal when i was just trying to survive this city. makes me wonder if anyone's really keeping us safe or just doing their job for the paycheck. i...
yo, so im sitting here calculating if i can afford marriage or if im just gonna be paying off debt like its my side hustle for the next ten years. bruh, honestly, it hit me when i saw that Mustafizur Rahman got signed by Lahore Qalandars and i thought, "why can he afford that?!" like, yaar, kuch nahi toh meri chaat and samosa ka budget toh zyada hona chahiye! my parents sacrificed everything for m...
yooo, the way my family acts like the only successful people in life are my cousin who has a degree from some fancy school and my sister who's apparently living the “dream” with her perfect house and husband. i get hit with questions at every family gathering like, "when are you going to settle down?" meanwhile, i’m over here avoiding eye contact because i haven't even settled my own internal chaos. every little comparison feels like another brick in my chest, but hey, at least i’ve perfected the art of saying "i’m fine" while crying at movie trailers alone at home, right?
yooo, the way my family acts like the only successful people in life are my cousin who has a degree from some fancy school and my sister who's apparently living the “dream” with her perfect house and husband. i get hit with questions at every family gathering like, "when are you going to settle down?" meanwhile, i’m over here avoiding eye contact because i haven't even settled my own internal chaos. every little comparison feels like another brick in my chest, but hey, at least i’ve perfected the art of saying "i’m fine" while crying at movie trailers alone at home, right?
...it's like I invented the wheel, and they praised someone else for "rolling with it." I watched their face light up—like they'd found the secret to life—and I sat there, my heart sinking like that one post about getting ghosted by my lunch order. The silence felt so heavy, I half expected it to slide down my throat and choke me. What do I do now—nod along while feeling like a character in a sad ...