Imagine having nothing invested, no financial independence and a 5 lac non PTA iPhone being your biggest priority. Low self esteem got y’all desperate to look rich while capitalism happily empties your pockets.
Sick to think how many people, families saved up money to buy bikes, cars and their investments, maybe even their only way to get to work or school, are underwater. Drowned. Destroyed. The powerful get richer and more comfortable in Pakistan, everyone else is a joke to them.
Our Health Minister saying ‘PIMS is operating beyond its capacity’ is not an excuse for fourteen newborn babies dying in a hospital fire. The implication of this makes my fucking blood boil. Fire safety is not a luxury for people who can afford high-end private hospitals.
There should be FULL accountability. Resignations.
But this is Pakistan, so the circus carries on.
i understand mawra hocane more and more every time i see ameer gillani, like marry late but marry a feminist, soft looking gorgeous green flag man, yas queen clock it
The details of Hina Javed’s murder are horrifying. There has been outrage, arrests have been made, everyone is unified in the call for justice.
But we’ve been here before.
We must keep attention on the case when the news cycle moves on. Demand a thorough investigation, that every person responsible is held accountable. We have to make sure her family does not have to fight the system for years just to see justice delivered.
Hina’s family has asked us not to let this case fade from public view.
We can’t let it.
My dads best friend passed away in 2019 and every now and again he goes
“Why did that idiot have to go and die”
“Mela and this dying nonsense of his”
“This is a job for that one that decided to die”
being a woman in pakistan means there is no version of your life in which you are completely safe. not at home. not with a husband. not even in the supposedly respectable and educated circles we are constantly told will protect women. absolute fucking hell.
this unshakeable feeling that I've been waiting at a traffic light since the past few years of my life and everyone is just passing me by, no one tells me where they're going so I can come along.
Everyone says a parent’s love is unconditional but I think it’s the other way round. A child’s love for their parent is actually the unconditional one. As a child, you can never have another parent, but your parents can definitely have other children.
#drbahu is too realistic to be clubbed with regular dramas. It has made lot of ppl uncomfortable with how salman turned out... a man who loves his wife but on his own terms and how saniya wants to prioritise her goals with lot of confusion re motherhood and wanting someone
parents giving enough power to an older brother that they can decide the life of their younger sister pisses me off so bad because in some cases i have seen ke “abba maan gaye lekin bhai nahi maan rahe” like???????
what's the point of summers ke joray IF I HAVE TO WEAR A CAMISOLE UNDERNEATH AND ROAST IN THE SUN WITH DOUBLE LAYERS all these brands making see through clothes Allah poochega apse
I will pick you up tmrw. We will go to Srinagar.mere haath ka khana khilawo ga apko. She asked, Where?
And that's when he casually said:
Come to my flat. It's big, don't worry. Other doctors gf's come there too. You can come as well. We will have fun and spend time together.