Papa patiently video calling from sephora and trying so hard to find the correct makeup shades that his two daughters are blabbering about is why my standards are too high
in the backseat of an indrive with all the windows down. curls dancing with the breeze. silver bangles shining in the dark. rabb karay tujhko bhi pyaar hojaye playing on the stereo. rushing back to the hostel before 10 pm. all is well.
Setting up your own business as a woman in pakistan has to be the single most difficult thing Iโve ever done. Especially in the construction industry. Every man on site thinks I know nothing.
The house is ready. Heโs still saying, fees nai di humne tumhari consultancy ki? Dads, man, saari zindagi fees di humari, phir bhi guilt nai khatam horahi.
Papa made me an architect by giving up on so much for my education. but today, thanked me with tears in his eyes when i made his houseโs design? Bruh i am who i am because of you? Why are you thanking me? Why are parents so precious?
Thereโs a NYC you experience while walking on the streets amongst the tall buildings, but thereโs a weird feeling you experience at the 15th floor of one of these buildings, looking out to the city from the top. Idk what Iโm saying but itโs something. And I miss it.