Jhooti Hai | Muskaanein

We are a society of beautiful ruins hiding behind bright filters. My mother calls. “Beta, you look so happy in the photos!” I don’t tell her that happiness now feels like a language I once knew but forgot how to speak. I just send her a smiling emoji. She sends one back. Two masks kissing across a digital wire.

Look at the waiter. He smiles as he hands me the bill. Hope you enjoyed everything, ma’am. His smile is a shield against rudeness, a toll he pays to keep his job. Look at the couple at the next table. She is smiling as he scrolls through his phone. Her smile says, I am fine. Her eyes say, See me. Muskaanein Jhooti Hai

The smile? That beautiful, crooked, brave, jhoothi smile? We are a society of beautiful ruins hiding