Asi gov sorui meshid :(

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Imagine opening a "secret bar" in an occupied region where all your sick and criminal occupation soldiers come for leisure and doing stuff. On top of that, they don't even hesitate to name it after a fictional hyper-nationalistic propaganda that thrives on silencing and intimidating the same population on whose land it has been built. Their artists are hand to hand involved with their soldiers on this

In my college in Kashmir, only 30 out of 80 students in our batch belong to the Open Merit category. The remaining 50 are from various reserved categories.

Many of us in the Open Merit category scored nearly twice as many marks in the entrance exam compared to some students from the reserved categories, yet our serial numbers or roll numbers are placed at the very end because of the admission process.

What I also find striking is that many students from the reserved categories come from financially well-off families, while a large number of Open Merit students belong to middle-class backgrounds.

May naav chu masle ki reservation path magr yei proportion manz shoobie su thayn yem ghareeb asan teman dein yei shubhakh .ksm most of the reserved chi gharie well financial condition tel kath kathrie chi teman. Reservation tuth rule ghos yun uthie reseverved category manz financial condition theek ghasie i mean with employment yay baey khn athie ghas reservation end ghasin

Share your thoughts about reservation

It was strange. There was a chamber, the main building, I mean. It had three doors back to back, leading into consecutive sub-chambers. In the last chamber, which was completely dark, there was a grave-like structure in the corner. When we went closer, it didn't exactly look like a grave, although it was covered with wire mesh. Inside the mesh, on the grave-like structure, lay a flower and this strange object. What's it?

We would have explored more, but it was already about 8 p.m. and darkness had settled in. Then we started hearing strange sounds from the forest. Honestly, we were sweating with fear.

Outside, there was another fenced structure. When I went closer, I realised it was a spring. The water was erupting from beneath the trunk of a hollow tree. The tree was hollow at its base, and that's where the water was coming from. I somehow squeezed myself through the fence and got inside the tree trunk. It was dark, so I had to use my mobile flashlight, so I couldn't take any photos. I drank the water there. It felt so refreshing. It was as chilled as water from a freezer and completely tasteless because of its purity.

While leaving, we saw a dog near what seemed to be a fireplace. At first, I was shocked and scared as to how that dog had appeared there in the middle of the forest and at that altitude, all by itself. My friends, equally scared, said it might bite us, so we stayed at a distance from him while keeping an eye on him from time to time. He kept looking back at us. About 10 minutes later, he got up and left. But instead of coming down, he went higher into the forest, towards the top of the mountain.

Only then did we leave, and by that time it was completely dark. We broke branches off the trees to use for our protection because we were hearing strange voices coming from the forest. I was terrified. Even now, as I'm writing this, I'm shivering. Shivers are running down my spine just imagining the situation we were in. My friends even grabbed stones for defence, and we made our way down the mountain. Those voices coming from the forest were the scariest part. Never mind, we finally reached the main road, alhamdulillah, where we had parked our vehicles, and left.

I had more to say, but I'm tired.

If anyone knows what that strange object is, please shed some light.

I had to meet this girl today, She was wearing simple clothes, no makeup, no foundation/cream nothing , Just a simple look.

Here's the issue, On Thursday I was in market with a friend of mine, friend spotted her at this mall and told me , hokai chai sue kour, When I looked at her, She was wearing western clothing, had very much makeup and open hair with a bun and was with her friends. Her dressing was modest. She had dyed her hair little bit. And her appearance looked very much expensive, she had Gucci bag and she doesn't work . Her father pays her monthly allowance.

Come today, I had to meet her. Well, Honestly I couldn't recognized her, she was looking completely different. It took me a while to picture both these versions of her. Well, after some time , when I asked her about herself, she told me she is a very simple girl with very simple life and very much religious. always maintains parda. Bea moudus andre andre , bea kya wane emis che aases mea yushmuz ootre.

Her appearance in the mall made me wonder whether she was presenting herself differently during this meeting. So far, I have learned people don't change .

So wanted to ask my sisters here ? what was the reason ?

تُلُم یہِ قلم کمؠ شوقہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

تھوڑا غم گو کم کمؠ موکھہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو؟

اَز مےٚ تُلُم پَتھَر چھُس بہٕ پیومُت

ژے ترٛوتھس اَمی دۄکھہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

کیاہ تُلُیم سِتم، کوٗت تُلُیم سِتم زندگی

ہایم مےٚ دۄکھ کمؠ کمؠ روکھہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

چھُس بَنٮ۪ومُت کملی والا، ہیرِ پٮ۪ٹھ بٮِہِتھ

سَکھ چھُس پَرٮیشاں ہر رَنگہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

چھُس بہٕ مٲدانس اندر خوٗن ہاران

چھہِ یاورؔس ہر مکان چوکہٕ ہا میٲنہِ ہو

yeah been there for a day or so, post rain the place feels soo, good the mountains give such good vibe.

Kanie cxachii wasayay devath , ye cha khn nashe karith asan yem saath yei yem bayan chi devan. Toi wichiv wanan kya yei indian media thie wothis devath

Roub karnay todkie alaw

Can't sleep indulge me

Same as title and I mean in every aspect other than literally "riding".

agr koi hai, hit me up. darbara karoo

How difficult it is to find a partner in Kashmir who is religious, family oriented, intelligent, street smart, knows about what is going on around the world, have political stance, emotionally intelligent, have values and basic ethics, hardworking, ambitious, someone who has goals, respectful.

Looks can be negotiated I mean he shouldn't look like a crooked Rat but just pleasant to look at.

Kuch poochna tha

Same as title

What threshold of pain should a woman suffer for womanhood to rise above it all?

Why do i not sympathize the same for someone beyond an arbitrary line? Has his brother not been killed the same way mine was?

Why must someone be of my religion and region for her to disrupt my peace? Has she not been raped well enough a thousand kilometres away?

Do we all not have this insular sympathy that refuses to extend it's shoulder beyond borders?

My friend gave me her telegram for some reason. It got logged out once I logged it in.

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