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A lot of people treat caring like it’s a weakness, but I don’t think it is. Caring about your friends, your goals, your relationships, your family or even a person who takes six hours to reply is a pretty normal human experience. Nobody wins an award for pretending they don’t have feelings. If anything, pretending takes more effort than just admitting something got to you. So the next time you catch yourself saying, “I’m just a chill person,” take a second and think about whether that’s actually true.
So everyone thinks the great Bollywood love story debate is Karan Johar versus Imtiaz Ali. The big fat designer wedding versus the messy backpack romance. The mansion versus the mountain. And the general consensus among people my age is that KJo makes fake plastic love for people who have never felt a real emotion in their lives, and Imtiaz makes the actual stuff. The honest stuff. The love that hurts on the way down. I believed this too. For years. And then I started paying attention to the money.
If there’s one thing our generation loves almost as much as iced coffee, late night overthinking and stalking someone on Instagram just to check in, it’s the idea of closure. Every breakup, friendship fallout, failed talking stages or situationship that crashed and burned somehow ends with, “one last time, I just need closure to move on.”
Let's be honest. The nepotism conversation in Bollywood is so 2020. We had the Twitter wars, the Instagram infographics, the candlelight vigils for "outsiders." We argued, we trended, we moved on and then we went and watched Animal three times in theatres anyway.
The jersey is having a full blown style moment and honestly it's about time. Walk anywhere right now and count how many people are repping a kit that isn't even their team... doesn't matter. Football dressing stopped being about loyalty and became about looks the day Sambas got cool again.
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