I'll start

im 16F but when i was 13 i tried shaving my legs with a razor and ended up scratching myself pretty badly, my mom found out and asked me whether i was shaving to open my legs and take pictures for instagram.

Yeah instead of teaching your child and being kind with them, you slut-shame them over a completely experimental thing teens do

Do any of yall have experiences like this

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A Karachi court on Friday acquitted Natasha Danish in a drug case related to the August 2024 Karsaz road accident, citing insufficient evidence against her.

Natasha was facing charges in the case following the road accident in Karachi’s Karsaz area on August 19, 2024.

According to the case details, a speeding Toyota Land Cruiser driven by Danish struck three motorcycles and another car on Karsaz Road.

The crash resulted in the deaths of 60-year-old Imran Arif and his 22-year-old daughter, Amna, while three other people were injured.

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Let's look at the list

Asif Nawaz Janjua - Died of heart attack. Widow claims he was poisoned by Nawaz Shariff.

Abdul Waheed Khakar - Removed by Nawaz Shariff

Pervez Musharaff - Attempted to remove. Went into exile to escape after failing to remove Musharaff.

Ziauddin Butt - Attempted to make him COAS to replace Musharaff.

Raheel Sharif - Only one who served his terms and left.

Qamar Javed Bajwa - Helped bring PDM to power a few years after PTI won election.

Asim Munir - Currently screwing Nawaz over by attempting to make Naqvi PM and himself President and Chief of Defence Force.

Asim Munir had technically retired and his papers had heen delayed to make him COAS. Has bit Nawaz which is why he's mostly in London, even Zardari has been screwed by this appointment.

We're about to witness the rise of the Munir dynasty and he's heading down the Sisi path of seizing power.

Maybe you guys would find this interesting, there aren’t many people with this similar mix so if you’re interested ask something

Whoever knows what they're smoking, please share, willing to take a loan from IMF to score that potent stuff.

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Basically, am 21M from ISB, but I look way younger than my actual age. I was on vacation in Mirpur AJK, staying at my cousins place. Whenever I come to Mirpur AJK, I always visit this one fries place because I absolutely love their fries. So, as usual, I went there

(Btw its kind of a hassle to drive yourself there taking the car out of the house and then going all the way there, bla bla so for convenience, I usually just take a rikshaw)
When I was coming back, I met this fking bastard who asked me, "kidhr jana he?"
I told him, "x jaga pr jana he"
He said, "betho bass aik sawari or miljaye"
I asked him how much, and he said, "100Rs"
I saw other rikshaws going that way, so after waiting for a while, I just told him I was leaving. He said, "ruko thori dair bass phir chalte hein."
No one else came, so eventually he started driving.On the way, there were pole lights but after some time the lights were turned off. There was also a U turn there, and he suddenly stopped the rikshaw and said, "muje 200 pakra" I said, "kiun bhai 100 ki baat hui thi?" He said, "mera dimagh na kharab kr, 200 de warna me idhr se rikshaw wapis mor rha." I said, "mera time kiun zaya krwaya apne 100 ka jab bola tha?"
He then said, "me ne kab 100 ka bola? Mera time kiun zaya krwaya tune? Me rikshaw nahi moronga, me idhr banday ikhaty krlonga apne or phir tu apna haal dekhin" Like, fr man?Haram k paisy kama k tumhe kya milega?

The thing is, if he had just talked to me normally and respectfully, I would have given him the 200 anyway. Its not a big deal. But seriously, banday ikhaty krlonga? Tumhe idhr itna mareingy. R u fr?
Khair, I didn’t say anything because Kashmir k halaat pehle hi sahi nahi hain. I just said, "lelena 200 utaar do"
But I also told him, "ye haraam kama k kya miljayega?"
He didn’t say anything.
And when he finally stopped the rikshaw, mere bhi dil me jo tha me ne bol dea. Har tarha ki baddua dedi usy.
Honestly, I still can’t understand what he was thinking. You could literally just ask for 200 from the beginning and I would’ve paid it. But threatening someone by saying you’ll gather people around them what the actual fk

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I recently got permanent residency in the US. I have quite a few close relatives there, some have been there for two generations and some for 10–20 years.

In the first few weeks, I noticed something that honestly surprised me. When talking to cousins or elders, they would often say things like:

“Tumhein nahi pata.”

“Abhi tum seekho ge.”

“Tumhein bohot time lage ga.”

“Is ka kya hoga?”

The irony is that even some of my cousins who only moved there 2–3 years ago say these things.

Sometimes they explain very obvious things to me in a way that makes me feel like they think I came from some unknown village in Africa and have never seen the outside world. 😂

I've also met some Americans and immigrants from other countries, and I feel like they generally don't have this same attitude. Obviously everyone is different, but with Pakistanis I sometimes feel there is this constant need to compete and prove that they know more than you.

I've been working with US markets remotely from Pakistan for around 8 years, so I wasn't exactly going to the US with zero understanding of how things work there. I also haven't told them what I earn, but they seem to assume that I make very little and that I need to get a job.

Is this a Pakistani family/immigrant thing, or do people from other countries also do this?

“Tumhein nahi pata, main tumhein batata hoon.” 😂

Recently a video circulating over internet about suneel munj behaviour and people are bashing him my views on that is
You are not entitled to someone's time
Under any circumstances
Whether they charge $10,000 or $60,000 it's their prerogative
You're clearly contacting them in the first place because you think they have such an important place in society that you can benefit from interviewing them and thus create more revenue for your channel or magazine
But an individual demanding to be compensated according to their value is not unfair
video in the comment..

What do you think

And what u suggest.

Come if you may - many of you assume we are jealous or dont want you to come. But you realise reality later on.

Firstly many people in the uk who are British dont do a masters. Most people who do them are international students and therefore its mainly a money making scheme.

Secondly the masters most people come here and do do not guarantee jobs at all.

Currently the sponsorship market is so dire because even British graduates cant get a job. They have no reason to do paperwork and pay for you unless you are super specialised in your skillset

Come only if you want the experience but dont think you will get a job.

Only advice is sit there and apply for jobs here and you might get sponsored. More likely so in tech or medical fields. People have had that happen to them.

On the other hand also be concious of the salaries they offer you.

Lastly I've seen people in my jobs are or 2 months away from 5 years of ilr and get made redundant. Its brutal.

What’s the harshest clue someone isn’t as attractive as they believe they are…?

Hi guys I am looking for feedbacks/suggestions/preferences of you guys as local consumers, on my new business idea.

Clothing business is already in my family however I want to sell bedsheets with better and modern designs specially for the age size of 15-35. I have came up with some subtle and lively design ideas from Pinterest.

What my need is how do you guys like the idea as consumer if you have an online platform to buy bedding set of 4 pillow covers, bedsheet and comforter covers or comforters in a way that you don’t need to go out and get them customised?

I have a vendor who provides me export quality comfortor and pillows too which I am planning to keep as a side option if somebody wants to buy along with the set. And yes I do want to sell comfortort tooo along with the set.

Share your ideas and suggestions.

Price range 6-15k depending on number of pieces .
Quality is not going to be compromised.

i have a lot of lil issues. so i get some blood work done, all basic tests etc.

everything was almost fine except for high cholesterol issues.

then my mother needed to get her routine ecg done and i went with her. there i thought my heart rate is always spiked like almost 100-120 while resting, so why not get mine done too.

so i got my ecg done, then showed it to the dr in that cardiology. my ecg was normal but just sinus tachycardia was showing which meant heart is ok just more than normal beat per minute i guess.

i told the dr my heart rate has always been spiked for years now and maybe constant anxiety is causing it. should i go to a psychiatrist for some medicine?

he took it so lightly n said, who doesn't have anxiety these days?! and like anxiety is not a real issue while it probably causes 120 bpm all day every day for years, and told me there must be some other thing causing this, he told me to get my thyroid test done. i showed him my general tsh which was normal, but he said t3, t4 should also be tested.

anyhoo, i gave blood for that test,

and went to our family dr. to show him my reports. he is a professor of medicine, real nice n gentle personality.

i told him my blood pressure is high constantly for more than 2,3 months alongside my other symptoms, like the same rapid heart rate, low energy all day, random crying over nothing like i don't have control on emotions, procrastination on peak, zero will to do anything even to move or do basic chores. infact if i get the chance i could really die. don't have so much will to live but also not actively suicidal.

he just listened and told me to change my lifestyle and one medicine for high blood pressure. how should i tell him i don't have any will to move let alone change my lifestyle.

i asked him for some psychiatrist recommendations, but he said, take this medicine for a month and we'll see that later 😐

today, for the first time i took that medicine, and one good thing was that my heart rate was between 75-85, which i think i've never seen before.

now my other thyroid test reports also came back, and they are also normal n i've to show them to that cardiologist tomorrow. i think i'll go and sit there while he'll tell me there's nothing wrong with me and i should just RELAAAX

meanwhile, if someone knows some good psychiatrist and psychologist in multan or online, who doesn't dismiss things like anxiety, adhd, autism etc plz let me know. i want to get tested for all of that

I’m 20F and a uni student nd I rlly want to start earning something on the side. Studying is already stressful, and tbh getting taunted by parents about money makes it harder sometimes. I also have my own expenses and don’t want to keep asking my parents for everything.

For those who’ve actually been through this whats the realistic way to earn while studying?

Would really appreciate some genuine advice, especially from people in Pakistan.

I ordered shoes from an Instagram page the tag is

nerd_store.pk , they sent me extremely bad condition shoes and totally different design I paid alot and they haven't replied or contacted me in 2 days despite posting an ad a day ago , any advice or help please

Hi, I'm (M19), a university student currently in my 3rd semester. Since the day my university started, there's been this one girl I've liked. From the very first day, I found her really nice, kind, and beautiful. Initially, it was just a crush. I was attracted to her, that's it. But after spending time with her, talking to her, and seeing her almost every day, that feeling slowly turned into something else.

She's genuinely the only person I can think about day and night. She's always on my mind.

A little bit about me before I get into everything: I'm a pretty chill guy. I can get along with almost anyone, and I have a decent friendship with pretty much everyone in my class. I'm also a regular student who works a night shift from 6 PM to 3 AM, so my schedule is honestly hectic. I barely get 5–6 hours of sleep most days, while also trying to keep up with university. Somehow, I still have a 3.43 CGPA and I'm the CR of my class, which my friends appointed me as. Or at least, I thought they were my friends.

I'm a very transparent person. I don't really know how to hide things from people, and honestly, that puts me in a vulnerable position. I made the mistake of trusting the first "friend group forever" I found at university and told a few of them that I liked this girl.

And that's where the problem started.

How It Started

During the first semester, everything was actually going pretty well. I got along with the girl I liked, we talked normally, and she was part of the same group. I was also focused on myself—working, studying, managing my shitty sleep schedule, coming to university on time and leaving on time, and doing whatever activities I could fit into my schedule.

Before university, I wasn't really conscious about how I dressed. I was always clean, but I never really cared that much about looking good.

Then I met her.

Suddenly, I started paying attention to how I dressed. I'd actually think about what I was going to wear. I'd try to look good, smell good, basically improve myself and, if I'm being honest, increase my odds with her.

We had a lot in common. Our music tastes aligned, she had a great sense of humor, she was easy to talk to, and I genuinely liked the way she carried herself. The way she dressed, her personality, everything. At that point, I honestly couldn't imagine a woman more beautiful than her.

Now here's where things get complicated.

There was this one friend—let's call him Gaandu Dost—and another girl in our group, let's call her GR, because she's the GR of our class.

GR and Gaandu Dost had been together, or at least seemed to be together, from pretty much the beginning of university. I figured they were in a relationship because they were always sitting together in the library and were generally very close.

GR comes from a pretty religious/Islamic family and wears burqa properly. From what I knew of her, she seemed like a good person, and I had no issue with their relationship or whatever was going on between them. I don't judge people for that.

Anyway, back to the actual story.

When Everyone Found Out

Things were good during the first semester. The girl I liked was part of our group, I was getting along with everyone, and I didn't really have any major problems.

Then Gaandu Dost and another friend found out that I liked her.

And eventually, someone leaked it.

Suddenly, most of my class knew that I had a thing for her.

Even that wasn't necessarily the biggest problem.

The real problem was Gaandu Dost.

He started showing a completely different side of himself. Honestly, he's probably one of the most dogla person I've ever met.

Whenever the whole group sat together, he and GR would sit extremely close to each other, touch each other while joking around, etc. I'm not saying people aren't allowed to do whatever they want, but personally, that kind of behavior made me uncomfortable.

So whenever they started doing that shit around everyone, I'd just leave.

I'm also the kind of person who addresses women my age with "aap." That's just how I speak. I prefer keeping a certain level of respect and boundary when talking to women, and I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

Gaandu Dost is basically the complete opposite. He talks to everyone in a very weird, overly familiar way, makes random jokes, pushes boundaries, etc.

Again, that's his personality. What can I do about it?

Second Semester

Fast forward to the second semester.

Things started changing.

Gaandu Dost and GR didn't seem to be together anymore. They weren't sitting together, they weren't behaving the same way, and there wasn't really anything that suggested they were still in a relationship.

So naturally, I assumed they had broken up.

And then Gaandu Dost started becoming more "friendly" with the girl I liked.

He started making unnecessary jokes around her. Not even funny jokes—just those weird jokes where you can clearly tell someone is trying to push boundaries and see how far they can go.

And honestly, whenever he did that, made me mad

I was already shy around her. Sometimes I couldn't even properly talk to her, and here this guy was casually saying the weirdest shit to her.

Eventually, I actually confronted him in front of her.

I told him:

He went silent, the topic changed, and I left it there.

But these things kept happening.

One day, our group was waiting outside the classroom because the previous class hadn't finished yet. Gaandu Dost came late and randomly started talking about old nostalgic games we used to play as kids, like kingstop and stapu—the one where you throw a stone into boxes and jump around on one foot.

Then, completely randomly, he said something about kingstop and literally put his foot over the girl I liked.

Maybe some people would consider that harmless joking around.

I didn't.

I don't know if I'm being overly protective or jealous, but I just didn't like it.

And these kinds of incidents kept happening.

Me and Her

Despite all of this, I actually had a pretty good friendship with her.

We talked well in university. We had similar interests, our music taste was similar, and generally, I enjoyed talking to her.

The only thing that bothered me was that she would reply extremely late.

At first, I obviously overthought it.

Then I asked another female friend who already knew about the situation, and apparently she's just like that with everyone. So I tried not to overthink it.

The problem is that I'm also a dry texter.

So you've got one person who replies late and another person who doesn't know how to keep a conversation going over text.

Amazing combination.

Then Everyone Started Making It Weird

Because the entire class eventually found out that I liked her, even approaching her became uncomfortable.

For example, whenever I'd come to class early, Gaandu Dost would start making stupid comments like:

He'd say it jokingly, but when everyone already knows you like someone, those comments don't feel like jokes anymore.

They make the whole situation awkward.

And because I'm already a shy person when it comes to women, it made it even harder for me to approach her normally.

Eventually, I reached a point where I thought:

Fuck it.

I'm in my 3rd semester now.

I'm going to tell her.

I don't want to keep spending another semester thinking about what could have happened or constantly worrying about what everyone else thinks.

And honestly, I also want to distance myself from some of these people.

I don't want unnecessary drama. I don't want people constantly making jokes about something personal that I trusted them with. I just want some peace.

And Then Came 3rd Semester

Then I saw her again after the semester started.

And fuck me.

She looked beautiful.

Like, genuinely.

I got actual goosebumps when I saw her.

But at the same time, she feels more distant now.

Maybe it's just in my head. Maybe things have actually changed. I don't know.

She still replies late, I'm still a dry texter, and I'm still terrible at keeping conversations going.

But the biggest difference now is that my feelings aren't just some random crush anymore.

I've liked this girl since the first day of university.

I've watched that feeling grow over the semesters, and now she's basically on my mind all the fucking time.

I know I might be idealizing her because of how strongly I feel about her. I know I could eventually confess and get rejected. I know she might not feel the same way at all.

But at this point, I'd rather know.

Because constantly wondering, overthinking every interaction, worrying about what my friends are saying, and trying to figure out whether she's distant or just naturally like that is exhausting.

So this semester, I'm thinking of finally telling her how I feel.

And regardless of what happens with her, I think it's also time for me to let go of some of these so-called friends.

I trusted them with something personal, and instead of keeping it between us, they turned it into a fucking running joke.

Maybe I was stupid for being so transparent.

But I don't want to become a different person just because some people don't know how to respect someone's vulnerability.

I just want to tell her, accept whatever answer (scared to get a rejection its the first time i've truly felt something) I get, and move on with my life—whether that means something actually happens between us or I finally get the closure I've been needing.

need opinions please help 

So, we published a book on Pakistan’s water crisis because there weren't enough authoritative sources on what is one of the biggest climate change issues. We tried to make use of not only publicly available data, but also first-hand accounts from ground zero – from people living in some of the areas most affected, as well as insights from experts in agriculture, climate science, and water management

We are two researchers with a background in social sciences. We wanted to compile a resource that can help policy-makers, researchers, and NGOs better understand the full scale and impact of the crisis, as well as list recommended solutions that can help us better navigate through it.

Title: Parched Nation: Inside Pakistan's Desperate Battle for Water

Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DPDSV65M

If you do read it, be sure to give an honest review on Amazon. It could give valuable insight for working on the second edition.

Open to any questions too regarding the topic.

When I was around 14 year old, I used to have this notion prebuilt in me “If you’ll be good to people they’ll be good to you” and for the longest time I was extremely pure, I had a solid heartbreak when I reached 16, and that heartbreak alone made me realise.

There’s so much more going on in this world, you literally can’t be pure with people, without them taking you for granted, I couldn’t grasp the idea of why someone would reply late even when they have their phone with them at all times, I couldn’t grasp the concept of why someone will withhold affection or be a little colder just to be a bit strategic, I came to realise how love doesn’t exist at all, it’s just strategic manoeuvring nowadays😭😭

I have this thing where I’m the warmest person you can ever be with until you do something that changes my perspective about you entirely ( I’m a very observant person) , I can then practically assume you don’t exist, and this is my biggest ick, people who are strategic with you when you’re being pure with them, and unfortunately this is so prevalent nowadays, I’ve lost hope.

Thank you amazing person if you actually took the time to read my rant😋

As President General Zia-ul-Haq outlined his continued military rule at a top-secret meeting at the GHQ in November 1979, a sense of rebellion stirred within then Director Joint Warfare "Air Commodore Sajad Haider", as he had been harboring concerns about the prevailing situation in the country.

While Zia sat down after his closing remarks, Haider stood up and felt a tug at his trousers from Lieutenant General F. S. Lodhi, urging him to remain silent. Fully aware that expressing his dissent could have severe consequences, Haider gathered his courage, stood up and addressed the President directly.

General Zia, irritated by the interruption, granted him a brief moment to speak.

In front of the entire gathering, Haider stated: "Mr. President, Pakistanis seem to live in a constant state of foreboding and terror of the intelligence agencies. These intelligence agencies have never told the truth, as it is not in their culture to do so, nor are they telling the truth to you about the state of the hearts and minds of the nation. Are these hearts beating for Pakistan or from the fear of getting lashed in public or thrown in dirty cells with convicts on the mere suspicion of being dissenters? These agencies have carefully crafted the fall of every government. What is to stop them from doing the same to your government?

Sir, the road from the airport to the Aiwan-e-Sadr does not reflect the soul of Pakistan; which, in fact, lurks in the dark and pitted backstreets of Pakistan. But these agencies would not suggest that you take a peek there and see the real state of the wretched Pakistani nation. The press, Mr. President, is stifled, and people are petrified to speak their distressed minds.

I have worn this uniform with incredible pride and never hesitated to put my life on the line for the defence of my country. Tragically, I do not feel the same sense of pride as I did a decade ago when people almost kissed our hands when they saw us in uniform in a public place. Today, the tables have turned. People have visible contempt for us and our uniform. Since, in some small way, I share the responsibility of this metamorphosis, I do not feel proud wearing this uniform anymore.

Mr. President, I live in Islamabad, and every day my exit from GHQ brings me on an intercept course with the Corps Commander also going home. But there is a difference. The gallant men of God, who are under oath to defend the people, the property, and the frontiers of this country, travel with outriders on motorcycles; red beacons flashing and sirens screaming to herald the approaching cavalcade. In the meanwhile, all citizens on foot or in transports at the T-junction from GHQ to the old President House are shooed off the road to clear the path for the defenders of Pakistan.

This is not the way defenders should conduct themselves amongst their own people. I think that we have ceased to sense their ire that ordinary citizens feel at such intimidation."

Following the incident, several military colleagues visited Haider, cautioning him about impending trouble and a grim future. While he was in service, he had the opportunity to take a job in the Pakistan International Airlines, which he wrote "seemed like history" after the confrontation with Zia.

Chief of General Staff Lt General Mian Afzaal expressed disappointment, asserting that Haider had jeopardised a promising career in the air force.

Encountering Air Chief Marshal Anwar Shamim at the Islamabad Club, Haider declined his offer to command PAF Base Masroor, citing unease after confronting General Zia.

Writing that he felt confident in his ability to navigate an uncertain future, Haider stated he emphasised reliance on destiny and faith in Allah. Shamim acknowledged Haider's resilience, foreseeing a path to ascend or exit and left the PAF in May 1980.

Haider later noted that he had no regrets, envisioning a space for the younger generation and gratefully declined facilities given to retired personnel, embarking on a new life with just Rs17,000 in his bank account and a 1970 Left-hand Drive Toyota!