sitting in my tiny apartment after another day at the office, i scroll through social media and see my old college friends posting about promotions, couples dinners, their homes and i am just here in this same place, eating yet another takeout meal alone, wondering if the person i talk to when i forget to call someone back counts as a friend or just a sad little routine.
yaar, matlab samjho na, kuch mahine pehle ek dost se baat karna chhod diya tha kyunki kisi wajah se busy ho gaya tha - ab jab phone kholta hoon toh contact list dekh ke lagta hai, koi nahi hai, aur uss text ka sochta hoon jo kabhi bheja nahi. मुझे समझ में नहीं आता कि क्या करना है, बस akela hi baithta hoon.
yaar, matlab samjho na - it’s been four years since I told my family I’m gay and they just started sending me matrimonial profiles like I’m their little project, but like can we not pretend I did not just drop a bombshell here, it’s like throwing a wedding in a minefield - कोई समझता نہیں.
yaar, matlab samjho na - it’s been four years since I told my family I’m gay and they just started sending me matrimonial profiles like I’m their little project, but like can we not pretend I did not just drop a bombshell here, it’s like throwing a wedding in a minefield - कोई समझता نہیں.
yar, matlab samjho na, jab main kitchen me ek dum naye recipes try karta hoon aur wo sab khaas dish ban jaati hai, par mujhe sirf noodles ya omelette khane ki aadat hai — और तब मेरी दोस्तें Instagram पर अपनी gourmet plates की फोटो पोस्ट करती हैं, समझ में नहीं आता क्यूं इतना struggle ho raha hai.