Expectations from food transformed into 'plain bad food' with nothing to expect from (expect only an awkward realization of being conned) - gone the days when even boiled eggs and bantaa (suspect "Naale key Pani Wala") held a greater charm and were fastidiously tailored to the palette. Images around me have transformed from youth-savvy ones, to those of balding men and neurotic women posing content in union, supposedly having murdered all insecurities with their financial standing in this era of the tech boom. Stale content faces everyday of people you know are going nowhere. Uninspiring brief exchanges with people of little in common. Nobody to talk the talk, or walk the walk.
The suffering of my left leg falling asleep is more visible than that in my head.
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