I’m a total homebody who loves to hit the town on weekends but needs weekdays to recharge my social batteries. It’s kind of funny being in the Big Apple and still mostly sticking to the couch. I’m definitely an extrovert, but my social energy is as unpredictable as an iPhone’s battery health—one minute it’s full, the next it’s draining fast.
Today was pretty chill. I did absolutely nothing exciting—just indulged in a binge-watching marathon of old favorites. You remember “Laughter Chefs,” right? It was my ultimate comfort show. I set up my cozy spot, stocked up on snacks, and let the nostalgia wash over me. It felt like getting a big, warm hug from the past.
But wait, here’s the juicy part: that adorable and funny couple I mentioned before? They came over for dinner today! The wife is besties with one of the sisters I haven’t introduced yet (yeah, there are a lot of sisters in this story!).
In the afternoon, Thulobaba and his sister were in full-on dinner prep mode. It totally brought me back to when Mom used to host gatherings. I’d be running around, pretending to help but mostly just sneaking snacks and giggling. It’s such a classic brown family tradition—getting out the fancy dishes and discovering all the hidden kitchen gems when guests arrive. It’s like a little thrill every time!
Thulobaba and his sister cooked up a feast with pork and chicken, but since I’m vegetarian, I enjoyed an incredible aloo dum that was out of this world. Thulobaba’s a fantastic cook—he’s not just one of those people who say they love cooking but can’t actually make anything edible.
When the couple finally showed up, the evening turned into a comedy show. The guy was as funny as ever, and his wife? She was an absolute riot. We had an amazing time filled with laughter, delicious food, and great company. What a fantastic night!
I often feel that wo_m_n are naturally funnier than m_n. A lot of m_n’s humor seems questionable, often crossing lines with homophobic, racist, or sexist jokes, which they call “d_rk humor.” This makes me frustrated with m_n in general—not just a few, but many. Recent events, like a troubling case in Kolk_t_, have only added to these feelings.
I’ve encountered so many m_n who are either awful or disappointing—nothing in between. Joking aside, there are indeed some m_n who understand what it means to truly be a m_n. To be blunt, having 6 inches in you won't make you a m_n if you do not know how to keep it inside your pants.
From office to home, there is a m_n a wo_m_n is scared of every time—whether it’s walking on the road late at night or even in the corridor in broad daylight. Somewhere, a m_n is not treating his wife right; in another place, the other one is mistreating his girlfriend. S_xual abuse is not the only abuse wo_m_n face; it’s also the mistreatment and disrespect that many m_n show towards wo_m_n—not only their own but any wo_m_n.
I’ve met some m_n who defy these negative stereotypes, but unfortunately, society often views them as weak because they don’t conform to these toxic norms. I hope that those who perpetuate such harmful behaviors realize the impact they have because when a wo_m_n stands up for herself, it’s going to make them reconsider their actions.
I understand that it's wrong to assume all m_n are bad, and I firmly stand against that notion. I've seen m_n in my own home set the standards for love and show genuine respect towards wo_m_n. I know it's not every m_n, but it often feels like it's always a m_n. I'm not just referring to the cases we hear about in the news—I'm also talking about the m_n who make us feel unsafe when we walk down the street, the ones who stare at us like an object on our way to work or college, and those who make inappropriate comments as we pass by. As a m_n, you might imagine walking alone and enjoying the moment, but for wo_m_n like me, each step is shadowed by the fear of being threatened by a m_n.
Back in Nepal, I never dared to wear shorts or anything similar because of the comments people would make. It wasn’t just random m_n, but also wo_m_n who held the belief that short clothes are why wo_m_n are _ss_ulted. But if that’s the case, then what about newborn babies being r_ped—are they targeted because they’re born naked? It has never been about the clothes, and it never will be. It's about the mindset—a very toxic one. If you truly believe otherwise, maybe you should try being a better human. Good luck with that.
I do not have pictures of this day so,
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