Clients: or maybe you could suggest something better
We did and have suggested something better already, you just want to make it sound like you came up with it
Sooo now that hopes are up again, who all do we need losing by how much in order for us to (undeservedly) be in the semis (she asks shamelessly) 🇵🇰 #CWC2023
@maydayy123123@Brainmasalaar Thanks a lot ! Got it. Still don’t see why so much leeway is given to the umpire on ground to decide when all this technology exists!
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When the phone rang, I never expected this to be Z’s call. Z was the person whom I had spoken to a couple of years ago post her traumatic experience on motorway. Those were tumultuous times when everyone’s attention was focused on Z, while she was grappling to keep her sanity intact, identity protected, relationships intact, seeing children dealing with post trauma etc. Yes, as she herself says she was a SURVIVOR. I was a bit taken aback seeing her call, so much had happened since then but culprits were still not given punishment despite her appearances alone in compensate coverings. All the while as she fought her case looking for justice that she deserved, her main concern had been to move on, take culprits to gallows, and to keep her identity protected.
“How are you Z, I hope Allah has been kind with you”, I said as I answered the call. There was silence on the other side. “ I am sorry that I didn’t stay in touch but I wanted to give you privacy and time to move on “, I said as the silence prolonged, suddenly there were loud noises of moans and painful shrieks. “Oh my God! Z, my dear are you okay? Are the kids okay? What happened?”, I was totally taken aback by this flood of tears , never heard such painful wailing and sighs in my life. They were cold but like daggers on my heart. “Can…. Can… can someone make a ddddrama on my life”? Were her first words. I had no idea that a drama serial by name of “Haadsa” had been shown on Geo TV every weekday at 7pm apparently based on motorway rape story. Z told me about it. “They have made a drama on my life as if I am nothing, no one asked me, it’s same, they are showing the same things, oh my God! Why didn’t I die before reliving this again? You know , I didn’t sleep after the incident for many many nights and it’s all back now, I haven’t slept a wink since I saw this terrible, horrendous depiction of the most terrible moments of my life which I so want to forget. It’s unbearable, I start shivering every day at 5 pm because I know the drama is coming at 7 pm. Why are they doing this to me?”. I was gobsmacked as I realised the dramatisation which has star studded cast has totally triggered Z’s trauma. It was as if she was going through trauma all over again. How could drama producers be so insensitive? Slowly as she kept on talking, my anger seethed at what was being done to her. Do the drama makers even realise what have they done to the poor victim? I had never seen her so openly talking about her traumatic experience before. “The moment the drama episode goes on air, all comments start talking about motorway incident. Can’t they let me forget about this? They have followed my life. Isn’t this harassment? How they traced things in my life when I was so clear of keeping everything so private? My in laws must be watching it, my brother in law, my mother, my neighbours, oh my God! No one even cared to ask me? I am not dead yet! Do they want me dead? Can’t I just forget about this and move on? The drama shows the lady in hospital like I was, does she even know what it was like? How can you act about something so cruel and awful when you know this happened with someone in real life? Oh my God I died watching that. I was numb. I was given a bath alive after the incident. Like they bathe dead bodies, that’s how I was bathed. I am dead inside already, what do they want to kill now? I was on injectables for three days after trauma , I was told I could not have any more injections and I still could not sleep. Why would actors act in such terrible things, they slightly changed a few things but ensured my life is shown. So heartless! I am so hurt. I am so upset. Why have they repeated a story which was to be buried? If they cared so much they could look into the matter why the culprits have not been given their punishment? Instead of opting for TRPs? My friend said to me perhaps it’s a coincident how they could know of details which only we knew about but I am sure they researched”…