it may seem impossible but you can raise awareness against sexual violence without kaari kaari playing in the bg of the newest case the internet catches wind of
The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.
for my latest for dunya, i wrote about pakistan's odd attachment to goodbye, mr chips and what it says about the novella and national imagination
https://t.co/BbRV8Hj8dP
I love Islamabadis. Something about their unique mixture of entitlement, privilege, being out of touch, and a complete lack of self-awareness makes them hilarious to observe in their natural settings.
After my brother Mashal Khan’s lynching, my education was stopped for a year, but my dreams could not be silenced.
Journalism was Mashal’s passion. I promised to continue the journey he couldn’t finish.
Today, I graduate in Journalism. A promise made, a promise fulfilled. ❤️
ooh i’m zohran mamdani. my wife is hot. my favorite soccer team won the league for the first time in 22 years. my favorite basketball team won the championship for the first time in 53 years. fuck you man.
whenever the female enters political propaganda as a figure she must always be erotiziced and she must be a slut, a succubus, a sexy seductress. no humanity is given to her.