“They said she brought shame.
But the truth is—they were already ashamed.
Of love. Of choice.
Of the quiet rebellion of a woman who dared to live.
She walked into death with scripture in her hands,
and they thought God would forgive them.
But God was on her side.”
#HonorKilling
We are the cosmos dreaming of itself. Star stuff. We are matter, and matter never disappears. It changes, reshapes. It cannot be destroyed. So what do we have to fear?
I am that moment of utter peace. The end of it. The last whisper of love. The final release of holding on. The letting go. And for just a moment... I’m not afraid....
وہ کتنے دن سے بھوکی ہے بیمار ہے مر گئ ہے کوئ نہیں جانتا ۔۔وہ کس سے ملتی ہے کہاں جاتی ہے کتنی بدکردار ہے سب جانتے ہیں۔ھائے انسانیت۔ اوئے بخش دو بیچاری کو اب،جان چھوڑو مرجانے والی کی زمینی نائبو
#HumairaAsghar#planecrash#actress
I don’t even know what to say anymore. Feels like we’re walking in circles.
I get it: engagement is currency. Contrarian opinions aimed to provoke, farming grief and rage for clicks are the new economy. But can we please pause for a second and bring back basic empathy?
People keep mistaking Pakistan for Iran. Let’s fix that. Iran’s deterrence was outsourced, proxies, slogans, and asymmetry. Pakistan’s is indigenous, state-forged, and grid-backed. This isn’t a country held together by mythology; it’s a nuclear-armed, command-integrated corridor state with BeiDou uplinks, a CPEC sovereign stack, and real-time Chinese oversight. You can’t sanction or slowly dismantle what’s already co-wired into Beijing’s global trade routes. Islamabad doesn’t run on martyrdom. It runs on dual-use logistics, latency-masked radar, and first-strike calculus. You don’t dismantle that with backchannel whispers or 10-year blueprints, you trip it, and it hits back in milliseconds.
TRP Vultures. The channel is bringing victims and accused families face to face for a debate.
What is @aroonpurie trying to do? Solve the case on a TV debates instead of court?
Shame on you @aajtak.
@realikramnasim ہمیں تو ہیں وہ جو طے کریں گے
کہ ان کے جسموں پہ کس کا حق ہے
ہمیں تو ہیں وہ جو طے کریں گے
کہ کس سے ان کے نکاح ہوں گے
یہ کس کے بستر کی زینتیں ہیں
وہ کون ہو گا جو اپنے ہونٹوں کو
ان کے جسموں کی آب دے گا
بھلے محبت کسی کے کہنے پہ
آج تک ہو سکی، نہ ہو گی
مگر یہ ہم طے کریں گے
#sanayousaf