But when they refused to shake hands… it broke something in me. And at the same time, it woke up that 12-year-old inside me who once wore his heart green. It hurts, yaar. To see even the one thing that once united us, the joy of calling this home, slipping away too.Dukh hi Dukh
For us, cricket wasn’t sport, it was the one thing that kept us stitched together as a nation, the last spark of belief we could hold on to. For 10 years we’ve watched people lose hope, leave Pakistan, search for a future elsewhere.(1/3)
#INDvPAK#PakistanCricketTeam
I was once in that same boat. But we stayed, That love was fragile, sometime it just held us together sometimes by moments in cricket that made us feel alive as Pakistanis. I wasn’t even invested in Pak vs India games anymore. (2/3)
But an even harsher truth is how they’ll see us turning a blind eye to a man worse than Hitler, killing children through bullets and starvation, while the world watched and carried on.
Hopefully all this massacre and genocide will come to end. (2/2)
I’ve realized how numb we’ve become to images of children dying in Palestine. It barely shakes us anymore, and that’s heartbreaking.
I was hearing @naval saying in @joerogan podcast how future generations may see us as monsters for the way we treat animals.(1/2)
I have turned 26 this month the goal I am trying to keep in mind before I hit hard 30 is trying to implement this quote by naval ravikant is where he said “impatience with the Actions and Patience with the result” let see how that helps in my life.
Allah Allah kr kea, we finally entered Skardu, only for the plane to get rocked by intense winds. The captain tried to land three times but failed. So he kept circling, hoping the air pressure would ease up. After nine nerve-wracking rounds, we finally made a thrilling landing.
Some time stamps do stay in your mind for a long time. A week ago, I went on a company trip to Skardu via plane. I had never gotten the charm of sitting in a plane before 😅, so things were pretty exciting. Once we got in the air, things were really shaky (1/4).
Right when we left the Islamabad and started moving towards north plan literally start shaking at its peak and turbulence was so high that at one point the 2000 feet drop was recorded, khair hamma tu laga jahaz urta hi aesa hain. Literally everyone was screaming and praying.(3/4)
Funny how you end up putting in extra time and effort for a client, just because they were the first to trust you. Maybe that’s what they call the first-mover advantage. Either way, it’s been a tough Sunday.