Diwali in different households:
Upper-class : Diwali parties, inviting friends over, dancing, having fun and exchanging gifts.
Middle-class: Safai, kalesh, shouting at each other, someone crying and then everyone gathering for puja, followed by a loud aarti like the family has never had a fight.
It's almost like earth was perfectly created for human beings, literally water falls from the sky and food grows on trees, but somehow we find ourselves trapped in a machine that requires credit scores and a 40 hour work week for existence.
Oversleeping has always been my quietest cry for help. The moment I start sleeping through entire days, just know something inside me is carrying more than it can explain out loud.
Kimi iyi giyinmeyi bırakır, kimi bir zamanlar kalıcı olduğuna inandığı arzularını kaybeder. Kimi okulu bırakır. Kimi kendini müziklere boğar. Bazıları fotoğraf çekmeyi bırakır, bazıları erken kalkmayı. Hayal kurmaz artık, kurduğu hayalleri unutur. Kimisi ağlar, kimisi ağlayamaz.