yaar, jaya bachchan's words got me thinking about the pressure we all face. like, how do we even compare when the best we can manage is saving a bit for future chaos? saw my classmate's wedding video, 50 lakhs spent just like that! ghar wale yeh samjhate nahi, ki padhai, career toh baad mein bhi kar lete hain, but khud ki shaadi? kaun dekhne wala hai meri jagah? the ridiculous expectations just fe...
i once calculated how many pennies it would take to buy a yacht, just to feel rich for a second. it spiraled, of course. imagine all that money, how it could disappear with one bad month, how everyone thinks i’m rolling in it when really i’m counting my spare change to buy groceries. maybe it’s easier to just be a ghost, invisible and untouched by the stress, floating around and silently crying ov...
day 47 of family gatherings feeling like an episode of Survivor, where the challenge is dodging questions about my career while everyone else flexes their 'normal' jobs. i side hustled into a reality where my parents still don’t grasp that creative freedom doesn't come with a nine to five, yet here i am, practically an entrepreneur on the verge of getting voted off the island of disappointment. sometimes i wonder if they'd throw a party for my failures instead of my cousins’ promotions. but really, with each unsolicited comparison to my 'successful' siblings, i just pray for the immunity idol of self-acceptance to magically appear. #Survivor50 #familydrama
day 47 of family gatherings feeling like an episode of Survivor, where the challenge is dodging questions about my career while everyone else flexes their 'normal' jobs. i side hustled into a reality where my parents still don’t grasp that creative freedom doesn't come with a nine to five, yet here i am, practically an entrepreneur on the verge of getting voted off the island of disappointment. sometimes i wonder if they'd throw a party for my failures instead of my cousins’ promotions. but really, with each unsolicited comparison to my 'successful' siblings, i just pray for the immunity idol of self-acceptance to magically appear. #Survivor50 #familydrama
last night, i caught myself scrolling through old yearbooks—trying to remember the days when we all believed we'd change the world, only to realize everyone else seems to have a plan while i'm still looking for the map; i wish i could lie and say i’m genuinely happy for them—but deep down, i just feel like a character in a movie who forgot to read the script.