This list is weak. Allow me to expand:
- won’t whisper 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢’𝘈𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 every time you breathe.
- doesn’t fry an egg without a haya ka tarrka.
- thinks a man can, God forbid, operate a washing machine.
- had the audacity to say she was not your servant one hot July summer.
- doesn’t fold your emotional baggage & oedipus complex neatly.
- refuses to laugh hysterically at your mummy’s WhatsApp forwards.
- doesn’t greet your extended family like she’s applying for a visa.
- once said ‘khud kar lo mai thaki hui hoon’ without an ounce of haya.
- doesn’t wake up at fajar to apologize for feminism.
- once, in 2016, forgot to smile at your balding phuppa.
- refuses to exorcise the jinn that hides your car keys.
- lets her contour deviate from sharia-compliant geometry.
- doesn’t spontaneously transform into a Kababjees whenever guests come unannounced.
- fails the saalan consistency test.
- can’t make roti that heals your generational trauma.
- hasn’t yet dissolved her personality in the lassi she made for you.
- doesn’t serve said lassi like she’s auditioning for a drama serial.
- once referred to herself as a human being.
- refuses to hand-wash your fragile masculinity in washing powder nirma.
- once said ‘therapy’ instead of ‘dua’.
- once voiced an opinion during PSL season.
- won’t press your shalwar kamiz with the weight of patriarchal tradition.
- commits spiritual treason by calling your mother ‘aunty’ instead of ‘ammi jaaaan’.
- won’t align the TV remote with the qibla after use.
- hasn’t watched an oppressive Pakistani drama for moral calibration.
- can’t produce electricity through sheer guilt when the generator dies.