it's not that i'm envious, yaar, it's just that every day feels like i'm losing this race. matlab, i scroll through social media and see friends buying cars, houses, living lives i can't even afford basics for. i got laid off and haven't told anyone. while they're out there thriving, i can't even keep my phone plan going. maybe someday something will click, or maybe i’ll just find myself with a su...
i swear every family gathering feels like a scene from some bizarre reality show. they always bring up the cousins’ accomplishments, and i can see the pity in their eyes when i talk about my passion for creating these intricate fantasy maps—maps i doubt anyone even understands. meanwhile, they all have real jobs, and all i have is this endless stack of colored pencils and ideas scribbled on the ba...
i lie awake at night imagining that someday i will magically own a vintage bookstore, where each shelf is bursting with tales waiting to be told. my family will gather, not for judgment, but for a literary feast, all my siblings sharing their dazzling successes while i serve them coffee and muffins, thinking they have no idea that my mind is spiraling. they will never know the weight i feel in every question they ask, and every glance they share, but deep down, i keep telling myself that one day, one glorious day, i will manifest this dream into existence, even if that means throwing all logic out the window.
i lie awake at night imagining that someday i will magically own a vintage bookstore, where each shelf is bursting with tales waiting to be told. my family will gather, not for judgment, but for a literary feast, all my siblings sharing their dazzling successes while i serve them coffee and muffins, thinking they have no idea that my mind is spiraling. they will never know the weight i feel in every question they ask, and every glance they share, but deep down, i keep telling myself that one day, one glorious day, i will manifest this dream into existence, even if that means throwing all logic out the window.
it's day 47 of pretending i care about the latest ind vs pak match while my parents are busy boasting about my 'great job' like that's my only identity. if only they knew how i scroll through job sites during boring meetings, dreaming about quitting the corporate world that defines me. #IndVsPakMatch #LifeDrama