Posted On: September 23rd 2026, 12:26 am
Hope : What is hope? I often wonder. Last month has been heavy, So does every month. But there seems to be an ease through which I’ve been handling this. Some days get bad - but usually calling
@harsheetdham kinda makes them better. Sometimes you gotta hear somone tell you - bro it’s not that deep. But these days - In midst of missed flights and being a surrogate dad to my sister, I have realised that hope is a crazy thing. My days go - I work , I earn and I burn money. Either it’s a superchat to
@shedyaagya or
@raj_equinox, or handing the bill for dinners and drinks with people I care about. Waiting for rickshaws while the mosquito enjoys on my blood, every one has needs. To work towards them, well that takes hope. My family, my loved ones and friends, give me hope that every next day will be a better one, and in-turn I give them my unasked earned wisdom (ask
@itsthawiz and
@nashady.zk they’ll tell you). Sometimes it’s unwarranted, but there’s still exists hope. Hope that people who call me beta, bhai, uncle (please don’t call me uncle) do better than I did at thier age. That’s hope I guess. I remember being in the dumps, few years back, but I had hope. Strong thing that little word is. In my conversations with adults and youngins alike, I have realised that all the people in my life in one way or another are rooting out for me, somtimes I get blind to that fact. In these super fast paced world, we all tend to feel alone time to time. What keeps being going is the amalgamation of all the hands on my shoulder that give me hope. I was down and out due to sickness and it was
@kitiszn who gave me hope that I’m allright and I’ll get better, in addition to adding on to her already busy emergency schedule. I guess everyone wants me to do better, just in thier own ways, makes me wonder do we dream of better days when we know that our waking hours are taken by the job that necessitates survival? Idk I work nightshifts. Btw yk I really fuck with sunlight. But my point stands. Without hope, I am no one and with hope I am everyone. Better days ahead and I hope to be strong to deal with the cross on my shoulder, for I know I’m strong enough to carry it. Or I hope I am..