it's not that i care about rajpal yadav or his jail time, yaar. matlab, it's just that every time i see his face on the news, i remember how my crush dumped me over WhatsApp while i was rewatching his old movies. now, everyone is getting hitched or settling down, while i still can't stop thinking about a guy who won't even recognize my name. it feels like life's playing some sad joke, hai na? i me...
the way that my cousins casually bought new cars while i'm sitting here stressed about how to pay for groceries feels like a sitcom that forgot the laughs. like, yaar, matlab seriously, i saw the hcl share price drop and thought, "are these numbers meant to make me feel better or worse?" it's so embarrassing pretending like i'm fine when i'm hiding debts that feel like an anchor pulling me down, h...
the way that everyone seems to be moving on while i sit here eating instant noodles alone is unreal. like, even Mustafizur got signed to Lahore Qalandars and I can't even sign a new dating app agreement after getting ghosted again. ghar wale nahi samjhte ki dil to abhi bhi udaas hai, like how do i navigate this? watching everyone couple up makes me realize how much of my identity was tied to my past love, and now i feel like a spectator in my own life. #MustafizurRahmanLahoreQalandar #solitude
the way that everyone seems to be moving on while i sit here eating instant noodles alone is unreal. like, even Mustafizur got signed to Lahore Qalandars and I can't even sign a new dating app agreement after getting ghosted again. ghar wale nahi samjhte ki dil to abhi bhi udaas hai, like how do i navigate this? watching everyone couple up makes me realize how much of my identity was tied to my past love, and now i feel like a spectator in my own life. #MustafizurRahmanLahoreQalandar #solitude
honestly, i found myself scrolling through old photos late at night and accidentally liked a post from someone i haven’t talked to in months. as i laid there, staring at the screen, it hit me how we go from sharing secrets over coffee to awkwardly pretending we’re not strangers. i can’t remember the last time i felt like someone really knew me, and now, i’m just another name in their contacts list...