Category: The Apartment Stories

I stand in my apartment’s parking lot, staring at the chaos of randomly parked cars, two-wheelers squeezed into impossible spaces, and that one uncle who

I sit, phone in hand, staring at the never-ending chaos of my apartment’s WhatsApp group. A place that was supposed to be for important announcements

I stand on my apartment balcony, admiring the view that is supposed to be an open skyline but is instead a chaotic Amazon rainforest, courtesy