not gonna lie, every time my family gathers, I brace myself for the awkward game of compare and contrast—like, why can’t they understand that just because my cousin is buying a house and my sibling is in med school, my most ambitious plans involve naming my future pets after famous philosophers and genuinely believing one day I’ll host a TED talk about it—because if they knew how hard it is to get...
not gonna lie, yaar, every time I see someone discussing "jaya" on social media, I feel this sharp pang in my chest. matlab, I once had this thing for someone so epic that every love song hits different now. while everyone is busy couple-ing up, I’m here replaying the moments when I thought forever meant something. can you imagine how it feels? life moves on, hai na? but I’m still tangled up in 'w...
wait. while everyone else is posting their new cars and fancy houses, I'm just here in my tiny apartment counting the days till my next paycheck. matlab, even my parents are calling me asking when I’ll get my life together like bhai, how do you explain that working 60-hour weeks still means living paycheck to paycheck? seeing my friends' lives filled with 'success' makes me feel like I'm stuck in some weird limbo, yaar. I laugh it off, but inside, I'm just screaming to someone. कोई समझتا نہیں. #Jaya #LifeStruggles
wait. while everyone else is posting their new cars and fancy houses, I'm just here in my tiny apartment counting the days till my next paycheck. matlab, even my parents are calling me asking when I’ll get my life together like bhai, how do you explain that working 60-hour weeks still means living paycheck to paycheck? seeing my friends' lives filled with 'success' makes me feel like I'm stuck in some weird limbo, yaar. I laugh it off, but inside, I'm just screaming to someone. कोई समझتا نہیں. #Jaya #LifeStruggles
wait, i saw the hawks lost again, and it kinda made me feel less alone. because here i am, stuck in my own silent battle. nobody calls when they're low, and i’ve ghosted the only ones who’d check in. every day is a countdown to potential loneliness. it’s like the game where nobody wins, but somehow, everyone’s watching. you know, feeling more like a spectator in your own life, even when you’re sur...