So that headline alone would get me a top place on their “wajibul qatal” list but I’ve just had it with the Al huda aunties who are all about preach preach preach but no fucking practice. Like women, please for once show some action. I’m tired of defending you. And today I vow to never… Read More Everything that is wrong with the Alhuda Aunties.
Because one, we never forgot it happened. and just because we couldn’t find it in ourselves to let it out then, we feel the world could now be more gentle in hearing our stories. Two, if we wanted to ruin lives, we could have done so at that exact time, when we had plenty of… Read More Why are women remembering things from 20 years ago and accusing others and ruining their lives?
I don’t know how many can relate to this. But here’s hoping some can. As someone who had to go through both I can say neither is what I would want to look forward to. Every time a rishta has come for me, my family has always hidden it for me. And I think that… Read More What’s worse: Job Interview or Rishta Interview?
My mother raised us all by herself even though my father is alive and well. He never lived with us. That’s all you should know about him. I had been wanting to write this article since last week but never got the chance to finish it. Until just now this appeared on my TL. https://urdu.geo.tv/amp/190329?__twitter_impression=true… Read More Huband/Father Name?
Today I am truly shameful for calling myself a Pakistani. 17 years ago, a friend confided in me that she was an Ahmedi. “Please don’t tell anyone, my mother forbade me to tell this to anyone” At 13 she trusted me with her secret. At 13, I didn’t know why she felt she needed to… Read More Deeply shameful Naya Pakistan
How many times have we heard this before? Yet when one is confronted with SHIT LOADS OF IDLE TIME the only sane option to do is split your brain wide open and question all the decisions that lead you here. Which sounds to me that that devil’s workshop is where boredom comes to die. You… Read More Idle mind is a devil’s workshop
One would think I would have lost my sanity by now. But I guess someone somewhere is praying really hard that I ATLEAST keep my sanity with me even if I seem to have lost all sense. See even that sentence doesn’t make sense. Anyway, this isn’t a click bait, I honestly have a few… Read More The benefits of being unemployed
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