so we’re a small cafe, tucked away. yet today we had hundreds of people come in to order blueberry bagels! hundreds! we’re SWAMPED. NO IDEA whats happening. managers brought a toaster from HOME. we’re losing it.
then we find out.. the bagel has GONE VIRAL on CHINESE instagram 😭
women don’t pay to watch naked men with the intensity men watch women, women are not throwing money at men in strip clubs/mujras or paying men for feet pics or underwear or making up the majority of all porn viewers.. women have been sold the myth of love, men the taste of flesh.
a therapist once told me “you don’t have to mother your mother”, why yes I do. Nobody mothered my mother. So I will spoil her rotten. She is my little girl.
Indian values literary don’t match with Western values like I was telling my ex-therapist that I wanna help pay for my brother to attend grad school and she was like “let him pay for himself” like ??? she just doesn’t understand how older siblings have to take care of their own
in my head i am always on a date with my mother. she has noone else to go out with. she thinks i should wear brighter colors. she is delighted we are spending time together. we are eating my favourite pastries yet they taste like dirt. every thing she says is breaking my heart.
In honour of women’s day I’d like to remind everyone that South Asian women were famous during the Middle Ages in the slave markets of Damascus as being the most unruly, most difficult to tame and most likely to murder their owners. You’re welcome.
my dermatologist told me to bring my mom to our consultation I thought I’m dying I have skin cancer but turns out unko rishta chahye tbh kinda flattering and very fucked up that a woman who has seen my bare naked butt wants it for her brother
please be careful who u marry so that 7 years down the line when he picks up ur little sister up from a long disgusting weekend shift, and she curls into a ball in the back seat and tells him "i wish i was a turtle", he hands her a kabab roll and asks, "like... extinct?"
i wish i could stop waking up with my grief sitting on top of my chest every morning. staining my shirt. seeping into my throat. i wish i could feel a degree of separation between us by now. like a neighbors door banging in the wind. or somebody else's ringtone.
u spend ur whole life not caring log kya kahenge till u see ur aging parents visibly and deeply upset by log kya keh rahay hain. then it does hurt a little. then u think maybe i shouldn't have lived my life so loudly so brazenly so openly.. maybe it did matter k log kya kahenge..
me n my cousin were taking silly pictures standing sideways on a very wobbly train. later when i looked at them i noticed her husband was standing out of the frame but still holding her hand.... keeping her steady ...
tbh it went from funny to alarming really quick. lines of people with blank stares just repeating “blueberry bagel, toasted, cream cheese”.
i was fasting and PEOPLE WERE YELLING AT ME and I asked someone to repeat themselves (it was LOUD) and he asked “u had a big drink today?”
im in awe of one of my juniors from gilgit who's permanently moved back home and works remotely and just lives in the valley. imagine the neurology of someone who wakes up to mountain air and goes swimming in small lakes that crop up in the summer time.
i told him i wanted to steal this really small jug from del frio and he did not look at me funny he just chugged the milk so i could stuff it in my bag
a video of me and some girls talking back to a rabbi at a pro isr*el rally has gone viral on some local islamophobic groups and now a group of muslim boys are taking turns sitting outside our work places today
the moon is the reason life exists on earth.. it causes tides, which helped stir the primordial ocean soup that accelerated the evolution of human beings, women ovulate and bleed along the cycles of the moon, all life on earth pulsates to its rhythm, in fact it creates the rhythm
People MY AGE saying Eid isn’t eiding?? Its not about you anymore 😭 it’s ON YOU now! Arrange games for the kids in ur fam, plan activities, cook a meal, host people, make cards, take pictures to print and send out later.
Stop complaining about not having fun. Become the fun.
This! I’m so sick of millennials tweeting “we’re just teenagers”. No, the fuck you’re not. We’re the adults. We are in charge now! Stop scrolling, go out, make some friends. Build the community you want. Put in the effort for it.
sunnis heavy on the ✨ zoe sophie alayena alaya alala bakala ✨while shias calling out to their 2 feet tall toddlers like 🫡 SYED MOHAMMAD MAISAM AL TAMAAR ALI RAZA BAGHDADI 🫡 idhar ao!
half of lahore's current toddler population is walking around named elina/aleyana/alayna/elaya or something like that just because their parents wanted to give them a highly anglicized name 😭💀
Idk if I’m a snowflake but it really feels like a violation of patient doctor trust when the doctor treating you brings up proposals like i came here all my walls down needing to be healed and now I’m so uncomfortable? Like she wanted me to come back in today and I.. am so.. ugh.
overstepped and told a hijabi what she was ordering wasn’t halal and she looked me dead in the eye and said “yeah ill have it with aioli and bbq sauce”… i have never been more embarrassed in my life
ive been thinking about why i hold on so tightly to the people from my past. and i think it's because i love continuity. i love a good narrative. i love when kinship is formed through memories. i love the stratification of meaning. i love a good story. and i have so many to tell.
@jikook_ss1
I work front and service and we didn’t even have time to scratch an itch, I do have a video of where they declared it a fire hazard and made everyone evacuate because of how many people showed up. 😭
what upsets her the most is that people aren't disposing of their antidepressants properly. they tested the worms in the city sewers and found high concentrations of prozac and lexotanil. when birds eat these worms, they stay closer to home, make elaborate nests, but do not mate.
man you step out of a Pakistani gym after an hour of workout and you're greeted with smells of shawarma, fries, burger and biryani from left, right, centre.
im on the metro with half a bottle of wine in a mason jar and white chambeli flowers. its nearly midnight. i have work at 8 . im going to see young stunners. im wearing all black kurti tights. channeling my inner karachi girl (fully acknowledging ill never be cool enough as one).
Why are Indian men so mad at me personally for this. Yes I’m the product of Muslim invader x Hindu women but who’s fault is that? You all. You guys should’ve defended the borders to Rajhastan a little better no? Then I could have been all yours.
listened to married women talk about their relationships and it depressed me so much im going to go out and get hit on by unbelievably handsome turkish men who can say binguyadincerkayem right but not my name
Our men, no matter how liberal or conservative, have all been raised with one dominant mindset:
Zan, Zar, Zameen; Woman, Wealth, Land. And all three things ignite the same feelings in them: to own, to conquer, and to keep in their inventory.
I have this theory..something that I have always thought..about…Pakistani men..y’all are obsessed with women without ever LOVING us. Does that make sense?
another september im lying on the floor abusing substances listening to gut wrenching music only this time no-ones opening the door without knocking saying chal uth devdaas delhi gate chal ke karri chawal khayen
PTI doesn’t claim to be the flag bearer of human rights, Aurat March does. As an activist, y’all are being rightfully told to fuck off with your selective activism.
I measure out my life in teaspoons.
I look at tall buildings and wonder which window I could jump out of.
I shower and do my nails and straighten my hair and wear rings and listen to music and drink coffee and drag myself from place to place to place to place to place to place.
"We are disowning our own culture"
bro who the fuck wears saree in Pakistan? Never seen a Sindhi, Punjabi, Baloch or Pashtun women wearing Saree.
I don't know in which Pakistan you are living in.
Saree is not part of our culture.
u ever unwrap ur bun to let ur big beautiful bouncy brown hair fall down ur back and stare into ur big brown eyes to realize ure way too pretty to be selling falafel n chips for a living
it was SOO hot during the day i wore a skirt and a tank top and slept in till it got dark. i woke up and sat outside. the jacarandas were falling and it started to rain. now im wearing a jumper and it smells like wet flowers. i hate to say that im a little in love with this city.
Sorry this is all very crassly worded and sounds quite obnoxious but I was very angry and reactionary and didn’t think it would get much attention. Hope the sentiment comes across not the language.
ugh this is so triggering 😭 he would share his live location and i would obsessively watch it move on islamabad expressway towards bahria... 🥺 when it entered pwd i would put on perfume (so it had twenty minutes to settle and didn't seem like i put it on last minute) 😩
u have to sign a government decreed document delegitimizing the faith of an entire section of the population just to get access to your own identity documents... pakistan IS an apartheid state...
do u ever think about the girl who took u to her village and spent long summer nights climbing hills with u. the one who taught u the importance of mascara. the first person u smoked a dunhill switch with. shes going to get married before u are. and she won't even invite u to it.
‘emotional labor’, ‘enabled helplessness’.. Americans, please stop. 🙏🏽
Like I’m sorry they took confessional boxes out of churches, put them in stuffy little rooms and called it “therapy”. Gods and Priests replaced by women making notes, handing out pills.. (And you fell for it)
@not_ur_dolly
😂 aight I’ll go in before my shift starts and order one just to record the whole thing , the big bagel reveal!!! ( u will be disappointed)
i put on my best goth fit took out hashmi kajal from the bottom of my suitcase wore my coolest chains and straightened my hair all to impress this girl in my writing workshop, but she didnt come. i was so sad.. only to find out i had been sitting in the wrong room for 2 hours :(
you think Pakistani men are bad then you meet Indian men. You think Indian men are bad and then you meet Saudi/Emirati men. The final bosses of Trashy Brown Men. The kings. The overlords. Funny because I could step on one of them and squish them. Chotay chotay keeron ke badshah.
you do owe everyone shit. lie down on a hard rock surface and look at the stars. we can’t travel one single light year into that distance(?) but we can all see lights shining from billions of light years away. what the fuck. we are here together. we owe everyone shit.
mehdi hassan is singing mir taqi mir. my brother is lighting a fire. its raining. i am making butter chicken. and sitting by the fire. writing u a letter. he adds a rosemary bush to the flames. there is so much smoke. i know i shouldn't send it to u. but mehdi hassan is singing.
honestly men should also have to do iddat. why dont they need to be celibate for a few months to process their divorce? think about reconciliation? let their bodies forget the touch of another woman? and in the event of a pregnancy— focus on the birth of their incoming child? eh.
i went to the gym and got sweaty and it was raainniingg i got drenchedd everythingg smelt like raat ki ranii & i got home as my roomie was getting home so we smoked on the porch and now i smell like flowers wet clothes and cheap tobacco and life hurts but its also soo beautifulll
My fav ever lhr girl biker sighting was this 30s/40s woman in the most casual orange shalwar kameez, dupatta galay mey, hair up, no bike wala abaya no gloves, just in her chappal, looking RELAXED, talking to the woman on the bike next to her, dahi hanging on the handle.. uff 🧑🏽🍳🤌🏽
That’s one reason why you see so many women on bikes in Lahore. From delivery riders to students to women just going to their offices on bikes. Something not seen in other cities that much. Easy mode of mobility, must be encouraged until we get good coverage of Public Transport
Grief is a shaky walk across a tight rope bridge. There are things u must keep so far away from my mind if u are to have any chance at not falling off. If u indulge in just one memory, one word, one image. one flash of light at the right angle. one little slip. u will trip.
there are no signs. the universe is not aligning to guide you on a higher purpose. there is no magic, no synchronicity, no guidance. noone is listening to you. noone is going to help you out.
i can never understand people who hate on HAPPY arranged marriages , like all marriages are arranged one way or another dawg, if this way WORKED OUT WELL for them then why the fuck are you bitter about it? Let people love.
Please never love someone this way. It is unhealthy. Probably a sign of mental illness. And will bring more pain in your life than a person like you ever deserved.
Muslims around the world praying Salah e Kusuf, prayer for an eclipse, but still waiting on announcements for Eid like.. a solar eclipse can only occur on a new moon. You just PRAYED to the moon of Shawal…who are you waiting for now? Iss level of jahalat ko banda kya naam de? 😭
Pls do not let ur relatives come over today unless you want to be yelling “tou nahi hai begherat?? Nahi hai begherat nawaz sharif??” only to follow it with “kitnay chamach cheeni lenge uncle?”
we all know one of those guys. his life always seems to be falling apart — rented rooms, real estate deals, cash payments, skinny girls, dirty deals, everything betrays him but it wasn't his fault. It's never his fault.
My problem starts here. i have never read poetry and thought “I wish someone loved me like this”. I have always read poetry and thought, “I want to love someone like this”.
My younger brother saved my number like this, would never tell people he had a sister, like his LITERAL WIFE found out just before they got married-and let me tell you one thing, my brother was a piece of shit. men who treat their sisters like property treat women like objects.
very telling of the insane income inequality in our country that the largest number of people on both the poorest vessel disaster in the sea and richest vessel disaster in the sea were pakistani,
when people talk about remaining alive as 'staying a little longer' you just know they have been through it. the impermanence in the words 'staying a little longer' ... has such a heavy presence of the option (and desire) to leave.
it's raining. it's saturday night. we can sleep in as late as we want tomorrow. i made tea with saunf in the qawa. i showered and got into bed. im telling facts about octopuses. you're listening to them because you love them. you love octopuses. and you love me.
i was smoking on a chair outside my front door, headphones on. a woman walked by, smoking, headphones on. we locked eyes and for some fucking reason both of us nodded and raised our cigarettes? 😭😭 best interaction of my life
it’s so hard to believe I am chronically unlovable when every child i meet becomes obsessed with me.. they remember my name they come back to visit me they send me voice notes from their mothers phones.. they want me to put on their mehndi, make their hair,
tie their shoes.. 🥺😭
@Narsimha_dev
ohhhh wait. you want me to say MUSLIMS sold them hahah. yes Dev. muslim trade routes did encourage the slave trade. fuck those muslims im with you. BUT things were pretty bad regardless of religion even hindu temples had sex slaves yk everyone was a bit of a dick (still is).
i love young girls writing soppy shit on the internet, prancing over the tomb of logic and rhetoric, unafraid of the vomitous self victimization it takes to be a poet. i am glad poetry is not dying in dressing rooms, flattered by its own sensitivity like a public school prodigy.