कुछ दिन पहले, देखा कि सब अपने-अपने "rings" के बारे में बात कर रहे थे। यार, मैं भी एक रिंग चाहती थी, पर वो रिंग तो भावनाओं की होती है। एक रिंग नहीं, एक CONNECTION चाहिए, जिसे देख कर लोग मुझे समझें। कभी सोचती हूँ, अगर सच में मेरी ज़िंदगी का हर क्षण एक "ring" होता, तो क्या मैं भी कभी खोई हुई नहीं लगती? अब लगता है, मैं तो सिर्फ एक सोने की लकीर जैसी रह गई हूँ, जो कभी किसी की कलाई में बंध नहीं पाएगी। #R...
yooo, I literally just realized I quit my stable job to pursue baking artisan bread. like, that was my big passion move. and now I’m sitting here at midnight staring at this sad, flat dough I accidentally killed with too much yeast, feeling all the existential dread. watching videos of influencers posting perfectly risen loaves while I’m just like, ‘bruh, what am I even doing with my life?’ honest...
yooo, I just saw that England is facing off against Nepal. made me think about all those hours I spent pretending to know what I’m doing while binging on old cricket highlights. I literally go all out buying snacks for match days like I'm rolling in dough. the reality? I’m just stuffing my face with instant noodles, praying nobody asks why my life looks like an IKEA display—beautiful but totally empty inside. I’m still broke and eating ramen while trying to act like a champion fan, but it feels like I'm literally just waiting for my life to pull off a last-minute victory. #EngVsNep #RelatableStruggles
yooo, I just saw that England is facing off against Nepal. made me think about all those hours I spent pretending to know what I’m doing while binging on old cricket highlights. I literally go all out buying snacks for match days like I'm rolling in dough. the reality? I’m just stuffing my face with instant noodles, praying nobody asks why my life looks like an IKEA display—beautiful but totally empty inside. I’m still broke and eating ramen while trying to act like a champion fan, but it feels like I'm literally just waiting for my life to pull off a last-minute victory. #EngVsNep #RelatableStruggles
i keep thinking about how in high school, i thought it was so cool to be “edgy” by dissing that quiet kid for drawing in class. like, who even knew my five minutes of teenage fame would weigh heavier than the memories of me humming along to the soundtrack of a movie i never made. sometimes i wonder if i should just shoot them a text, but honestly, they probably burned my yearbook signature and del...