the thing about sarbiya is even on their worst day they’re still THAT pair. one scene and suddenly everyone remembers why this show went viral in the first place. the chemistry is actually fucking insane there is simply no one like them. no one. #Zanjeerain
it’s finally time for post-namaz tawaf, aab e zam zam, offering janazah prayers, sa’i, staring at kabah all evening, dhikr, duas and more duas, tawaf at tahajjud, endless tears, quran recitation and a heart overflowing
masters, job, employment, protein intake, 10k steps, layoff, career, salary, savings, investments, taxes, networking, linkedin, meal prep, skincare, boyfriend, marriage, kids SHUT THE FUCK UP GIVE ME A BREAK
The first cost of mastery is embarrassment. You must be seen producing weak work, asking basic questions, making incorrect predictions, and occupying a level beneath your self-image. Men who cannot tolerate looking incompetent temporarily will remain permanently caged by their own potential.
i love watching lectures on youtube from fields i never study formally. i love regularly listening to people who have spent decades thinking about something i have only just encountered on a random afternoon. the world is far larger than the small corner of it i happen to inhabit
Greatest lesson I've learned this year is you can't have one foot in your old life and one foot in your new life and expect change. You have to fully commit to the new life.
Notice how Pakistani families mock men who love and prioritize their wives? The moment a husband respects his wife, he’s labeled “ran mureed”. We’ve normalized mistreating women so much that a good husband becomes the joke. Healthy marriages shouldn’t make you uncomfortable.
Stop consuming other people's lives. They are not better than you. They are simply living their own. You live yours. Do things that you find exciting. Follow your interests. Write a book. Start a business. Teach something that feels like play to you. Start a Vlog on the thing you've been obsessed about since you were seven. Don't become a spectator in your own life. You are the main character. You are the hero of your story. Not them, You. Remember that.
i saw an article called "make peace with your unlived life" and it really made me stop and think. so much of our lives is mourning for what we didn't become. It's a waste. we didn't waste any opportunities. what came and went was not meant for us