yaar, matlab samjho na, sometimes i sit scrolling through my contacts and realize nobody would pick up if i called, just that empty feeling like no one gets the weird stuff you think about, जैसे कि अब्बा की कहानियाँ और कैसे कोई समझता नहीं.
so i just remembered that time in 2016 when i accidentally sent a love note meant for my crush to my mom instead. now here i am, lying awake thinking about her awkward response and my total loss of dignity, like maybe it is possible to die from embarrassment.
i seriously thought the car was going to break down on the way to that interview and instead the engine just purred like a cat and now they actually want me back for a second round, feeling like i just won the lottery after dreading the worst for weeks, yaar, matlab samjho na.
i seriously thought the car was going to break down on the way to that interview and instead the engine just purred like a cat and now they actually want me back for a second round, feeling like i just won the lottery after dreading the worst for weeks, yaar, matlab samjho na.
یار، جب بھی کوئی پرانا دوست مجھ سے ملتا ہے تو میری سب سے بڑی غلطی یہ ہوتی ہے کہ میں اپنی کالی بلی کو اس سے ملانے کی کوشش کرتا ہوں - کبھی کبھی تو وہ کالی بلی برباد کر دیتی ہے. کوئی سمجھتا نہیں کہ میں کتنا محنت کر رہا ہوں ایک دوستی کے لیے، اور پھر وہ میری کالی بلی سے ڈر کر بھاگ جاتے ہیں۔