my best friend got married and suddenly turned into a stranger. yaar, matlab ab main kis se baatein karu? remember those endless nights we spent dreaming? now, everyone couples up while I’m here, scrolling through memories and wishing for half of what they have. I gave up so much for this life, and sometimes I question if it was worth it, just to be alone. saalon ki dosti, aur ab yeh akeli zindagi...
not gonna lie, i felt a little thrill when they tripped and spilled their coffee — the one they always flaunted as their signature drink — it made me realize how lonely it is to carry the weight of my own small failures while they danced around in their self-made spotlight, laughing like they’d never felt a scrape.
i keep a note in my phone that is literally just the phrases i’ve overheard in coffee shops, you know, those moments when people talk about their hopes and fears like they’re sharing secrets, and i replay them over and over because they sound like poetry to me, but i can't help but feel like a voyeur, like if anyone ever saw it they'd think i was a creep, but sometimes i wonder if my own life is too mundane to even qualify for that note, like the strangest thing i did today was just walk around the block again, and that’s when it hit me, that if anyone knew how lonely it felt to collect fragments of others’ lives instead of having my own, they’d never look at me the same way again, but i guess...
i keep a note in my phone that is literally just the phrases i’ve overheard in coffee shops, you know, those moments when people talk about their hopes and fears like they’re sharing secrets, and i replay them over and over because they sound like poetry to me, but i can't help but feel like a voyeur, like if anyone ever saw it they'd think i was a creep, but sometimes i wonder if my own life is too mundane to even qualify for that note, like the strangest thing i did today was just walk around the block again, and that’s when it hit me, that if anyone knew how lonely it felt to collect fragments of others’ lives instead of having my own, they’d never look at me the same way again, but i guess...
everyone is celebrating these 'grand jirgas' while i'm just sitting here wondering how life is still a constant struggle. यार, कभी-कभी सोचता हूँ कि सब लोग आगे बढ़ रहे हैं और मैं सिर्फ पीछे ही रह गया हूँ। सच्चाई ये है कि अपने ही लोगों की खबरों को सुनते-सुनते मुझे ऐसा लगने लगा है कि मैं खुद को कभी-कभी खोज ही नहीं पाता। क्या कोई और भी ऐसे ही खुद से लड़ रहा है? #Tirah #struggle