everyone's talking about nagesh kapoor like he’s saving the world. meanwhile, i can't even get my phone to charge without a meltdown. i scroll through influencers living their best lives and all i can think is, do i need a fighter jet just to escape this chaos? sometimes i wonder if it's all too much, and i’m left here contemplating if the real hero is the one who manages to stay sane through it a...
sab kuch change ho gaya hai, yaar. ab jab bhi kisi ka shaadi ka announcement aata hai, main sirf ye sochta hoon ki mujhe kaise kaise kharchon ka samna karna hai. doston ko to bas sapne dikhte hain, par main roz sochta hoon, ye 'restructured' payments kaise khatam karoon. sab keh rahe hain vote zaruri hai, par main sochta hoon, kya meri awaaz ka kisi ko asar hai jab meri zindagi itni khichdi ban ga...
i finally spoke up in a meeting. it took everything in me to share my idea. then, my boss praised someone else for it. part of me wants to scream about my worth, but mostly, i just feel this sinking loneliness. like, does anyone even see me? do i even exist here?
i finally spoke up in a meeting. it took everything in me to share my idea. then, my boss praised someone else for it. part of me wants to scream about my worth, but mostly, i just feel this sinking loneliness. like, does anyone even see me? do i even exist here?
i watched my boss applaud someone else for my idea. just sat there—smiling, while inside—i was screaming. it’s like i’m stuck in a never-ending loop of mediocre decisions, while everyone else struts by in their shiny new lives. sometimes i think i’m the only one without a roadmap, feeling more like an observer—while everyone else races toward their successes, and i'm still figuring out how to hit ...