matlab samjho na, school mein ek baar teacher ko bola "aap itne cute hai" samjha tha kaafi sarcastic mazaak kiya, par unka face dekha to samjha ke yaar, galat aa gaya na bas baad mein dil hi dil mein cringe hota raha. ab tak yaad hai wo moment, bas wahi soch ke logon se baat karte hue chillate hai ke bas chalo khud ko sambhalo!
i spent thirty minutes searching for a pen because apparently writing a grocery list without an “appropriate” writing utensil is too rebellious. ended up just texting myself “bread and eggs” while standing in the cereal aisle like i am some sort of undercover spy trying to blend in, but here i am, all alone, standing next to a giant box of fruity pebbles wondering how i got here.
sometimes i think about how i threw out my favorite sweater because it had a tiny hole — it was such a dumb decision, but i let the idea of perfection ruin something that brought me comfort. now i wish i still had it to wear on the days that feel heavy.
sometimes i think about how i threw out my favorite sweater because it had a tiny hole — it was such a dumb decision, but i let the idea of perfection ruin something that brought me comfort. now i wish i still had it to wear on the days that feel heavy.
جب میں نے پہلی بار اپنی ماں کی بیماری کے بارے میں سنا تو سوچا نہیں تھا کہ اس درد سے بھری راتوں میں اتنا کچھ سامنے آ جائے گا کہ میری آنکھیں ہر چھوٹی چیز کو پکڑ لیں گی اور اب یادوں میں سہم جائے گی جیسے اس کو چھوڑ کر کبھی کہیں جانا ہی نہیں ہے۔