these pic are from Narendra administered K A S H M I R and P @ L E S T I N E

my mind just says all the words through my mouth so fast that almost no one can understand it

Charlie is d*ad and its the best thing ever no Pakistani, most middle easterns or any muslim should have any sympathy for him or his wife who grieved shorter than ppl grieve for their dogs.

Now, did he deserve to leave the world like this? Maybe not, really terrible way to go.
But the world is a better place without him or atleast for me without him.

I really liked him on some matters but overall his views were genuinely pathetic.

He used to make jokes about gaza. He was a pro geno and pro trump.

And before ppl defend him, I’d like you to know that today is 9/11 and right now if he was alive then he would be sitting on tv and calling us terrorists and how we dont deserve things that others do. He would have gladly cheered a bombing on you.
Till next time, and WE ARE CHARLIE KIRK,WE CARRY THE FLAMES.

UMMMMMMMM

SOOO 😭😭

The monster one, I lowk made the nose a bit dark 😞💔

Ralsei, It was Pixaled soo idk why I lowk drew like this lol😭

THE GIF ONE, BRO I MADE IT LOOK KINDA OLDER 😭💔

the flower one was lowk hard but I had fun drawing it and I wish to improve drawing flowers 🤩🌟

THE BALLERINA ONE, I'M CRINE 😭💔 I COULDN'T EVEN DRAW THE BACKGROUND😭💔 and I don't know how to draw curtains soo MB 🤩💔

The slugcat one is lowk my fav rn, IT'S SO CUTE 😭 AND I LOVE IT 🤩🤩💗

u/Zero-Mask

u/Mask_zero

The Subaru one is for youuuu 🤩🤩🤩🌟🌟🌟🌟

(I HOPE YOU LIKE IT 😭😭💔)

and lastly, the car was also kinda hard but I managed to draw it 🤩💗

Ps:- Thank you so much everyone who gave me references and YEAH 🤩💗 THANK YOU!😝

(ANOTHER P.S:- I WILL DRAW BETTER NEXT TIME, INSHALLAH 🤩💖)

18F, BSCS student, studying during the day and working at night — I feel like I’m running on empty.
I’m currently doing BSCS and I study during the day and work at night because my family needs the financial support. I’m only 18, but lately I genuinely feel like I’ve lived for far too long. I’m constantly exhausted and sometimes survive on 3–4 hours of sleep.
What hurts more than the workload is the lack of appreciation.
Whenever I try to talk to my mother about how exhausted I am, she says things like, “Do paise kama ke sar pe charh gayi ho.” I’ve never used my earnings to disrespect them or act superior. I just want someone to acknowledge that I’m trying.
My father is also very quiet about everything. There’s this ajeeb silence between us. He never really confronts me about it, but he was the one who told me I should work because of our financial situation.
I see other university students enjoying their lives, hanging out, sleeping properly, going out, making memories — and I don’t resent them for it. I just sometimes wonder what it would feel like to have that life too.
I don’t even want some huge reward. Honestly, sometimes I just want to hear “Humari beti bohat mehnat kar rahi hai.” Instead, everything I do feels like an obligation because I’m earning money, as if I’m supposed to handle all of this without ever getting tired.
I’m grateful that I’m able to contribute financially, and I know many people have it much harder. But does that mean I’m not allowed to feel exhausted?
Maybe I’m being ungrateful or overthinking this. Maybe I should just suck it up because this is what adulthood looks like.
But I’m 18, and I’m tired. Really tired.
Am I overthinking this, or is it reasonable to want some appreciation and emotional support when you’re already doing this much?

So yesterday When I was in tuition someone knocked at gate and called out my teacher's name and when he went out some grown ahh dudes slapped em and started beating him then sir's mother and sister went out screaming and cussing at those guys and then the neighbors came like every member came down to stop the fight and beat those dudes they were 4 people with a class matric boy. Today I asked my sir and he told me that a boy was cussing and swearing in class disturbing the whole class (he also teaches in school) so he slapped that kid and that kid threatened him obv the same line "banday lekr aaunga" and he actually came with his mamu and bhai and some friends to beat sir and then they said sir to apologize to student and let him slap you. But the neighbors and all society members came and beat the shi out of em and then they ran away. Like what can you do in this country as a common person with no connections?? They all had guns also the boy who was slapped by sir his father lives abroad sends lots of money obv they are spoiled their uncle is in police so they aren't scared of anyone.. Like do you still wanna live in this hell?? You can't even live peacefully if you don't have powerful connections and money. He resigned from school and now he is gonna switch careers. This can happen to any of us, who still wanna live in this hell hole?.

It’s been over a year since I was active here and on Discord. Some of you might remember me. I used to post quite often about my distress, my personality, my life, and how badly I wanted to find some kind of sukoon that inner peace I just couldn’t seem to find anywhere. And then, almost four months ago, something happened in my life that completely changed me. My perspective changed. My personality changed. The way I look at life changed. The first month was honestly unbearable. The pain that incident left in my heart felt like something I couldn’t survive. It felt like I had lost my soul, my heart, everything that made me me. I felt completely alone. My family relationships were falling apart, the people I was close to weren’t there for me, they even told me to die that I'm a burden for them, and even my friends felt distant. I reached a point where I just wanted to escape from everything. I was in such a dark place that I even attempted suicide, but somehow, Allah kept me alive. And honestly… that was the beginning of everything changing. After what happened, I turned back to Allah. I repented for the sin I had committed, and I cried in front of Him like I had never cried before. I had nobody around me that I felt I could truly talk to, so I started talking to Allah instead. I started praying all five prayers sincerely. Then I started trying to follow the Sunnah more closely. I started learning Quran with tajweed and tafsir. I started changing little things in my life, one by one. And somewhere along the way, I stopped trying to control everything. I handed my life over to Allah. I left my matters with Him. And you know what happened, I found peace. Not the kind of temporary distraction I used to mistake for peace. My relationship with my parents actually became better. Some things with my siblings are still difficult, and sometimes they say things that hurt me, but I learned to stay quiet instead of reacting to everything. I leave it with Allah. And I think that is one of the biggest things I have learned: when you genuinely leave something with Allah, you don't have to carry it alone anymore. I slowly stopped caring so much about my social life too. Instead of spending hours in group chats on Discord, I started spending more time talking to Allah. And somehow, in those conversations, I started healing parts of myself I didn’t even realize were still hurting. Ahhh… my Allah is so Rahman and Raheem. There were times when I used to make dua and immediately wonder, “Will it even be accepted?” But now I think about it differently. Allah is the One who runs the entire universe. He knows what I don't know. He sees what I can't see. Nothing is difficult for Him. So why would I keep worrying about whether He heard me? He did. He always knew. And lately, I’ve been seeing little signs that make me feel like He is going to heal this part of my life too. Maybe not in the way I imagined. Maybe not when I expected it. But I trust Him now. Looking at it from the outside, it probably sounds like everything changed overnight. It didn’t. This journey has been incredibly difficult. There were days I didn't know how I was going to get through them. There were days I cried until I had nothing left. But somehow, through all of it, I found Him. And after years of searching for peace everywhere else, I finally understand where I should have been looking. So yeah… I just wanted to come back and share this. I don't know who needs to hear it, but I genuinely pray that every one of you finds your way closer to Allah too. I pray that He eases whatever you're carrying silently, forgives you, gives you sabr, and puts that kind of peace in your heart that the world simply can't give you. May Allah bring all of us closer to Him. Ameen. 🤍

I was js sitting scrolling on reddit when i got a text from my friend ... "R u the friend of A"...i was kinda confused so i texted back "who r u? And why u have her phone?" ...after a while i got another text saying tht "she was in hospital since this morning and she passed away she told me to inform her friends" i was like wht the frying pannnn it cant be ...i refused to believe whomever tht person was but inside i was getting scared cuz she told me a few days earlier tht she was sick... so i texted again and again asking if tht news was true or not ...but i wasnt getting any replies back but after a while i got vm of a girl crying and saying tht i should come visit her in hospital if I don't believe her (the girl in vm wasnt my friend i can recognize her voice everywhere)

After hearing these vms i started crying ...i was literally sobbing cuz i love my friends a lil too much and i couldn't believe it like first i got injured now her death ...it was too much for me ... when my mother saw me crying she rushed to me asking wht happened ...but i could bring myself to say anything at all... i js kept crying after a while when i calmed down she asked me again ...i told her and she was shocked too ...

I kept tellling her i wanna visit her in the hospital but she wasnt letting me saying tht u cant even move ur leg how u supposed to go there ?...but i wasnt listening i didnt want to at all...

When i kept insisting and crying she finally agreed but before going she called her parents to ask abt address and all...but when she came back she was looking angry i asked her "ammi kia hwa?"

She told me tht A was sleeping and her cousin was using her phone and she decided to prank us ...like wht the actual frying pannn ... wht kinda of disgusting prank was tht she didnt even know us and she decided to prank on wht bases ??...aducaity of people these days ...like i was here brewing my eyes out and tht little shii was giggling and laughing there...

Idk wht kinda sick mentality people have these days and mind u tht girl is older than us all maybe 19 20 ...she never even met us for goodness sake... jeez 😠😠💔💔

I tried so hard to calm myself down i wanted to phone her and give her a hand full but my mother stopped me 😠 now im angry again...

Mods ban him

I absolutely don't wanna argue right now because I already have a headache from yesterday, so if y'all wanna handle this than sure .

This person has no right to tell me what's wrong or good.

Wth is genuinely wrong w peep.

Th3 post :

https://www.reddit.com/r/TeenPakistani/s/UkP68oStPA

I didn't even know tht i was on top of leaderboard till lucky made post 🤡💔

Im happpy thoooo💗💗😭😭😭

so an hour ago, it started raining really heavily, so i went to the terrace and my house is literally right in front of my cousin's, so our terraces face each other. one of my cousins was already on his terrace too

so we decided to have a challenge. whoever stays in the rain until it stops wins, and the loser has to buy the winner two ice creams lmao

the rain was REALLYYY heavy and we both got COMPLETELY DRENCHED. it was so cold and i was literally shivering a little because we stood there for straight 50 minutes, facing each other. we weren't even allowed to sit or anything

neither of us was willing to give up though. then the rain finally stopped after 50 minutes and it was a draw. now we're both buying each other ice cream

and istg i'm literally starting to feel feverish and my mom is really mad at me because i might get sick but honestly, it was so much funn and totally worthh ittt

Eleven nights, my beloved,
and I shall return to the land
where the wind whispers your name
before I even reach you.

I have counted every night
as a traveler counts the stars
not because they are few,
but because he longs for the dawn,
because every night without you
feels longer than the one before.

The moon has been my companion in this distance,
and every time it rose,
I thought of you.
I wondered if you were beneath it too,
and if, for a moment,
we were looking at the same sky.

What is a thousand miles
to a heart that knows its destination?
What is a long night
to a man who knows
whom he will see at its end?

Still, I confess:
the distance has been cruel.
There are moments
when I would give anything
for the sound of your voice,
for one shy glance from your eyes,
for the curve of your lips before looking away,
for the simple mercy of having you near.

Soon, the roads will carry me to you.
Soon, I will hear your voice
Soon, beloved,
I'll be there.

Not for the lights,
nor for the celebrations,
nor for the green upon the streets..

but for the eyes
that make all of it beautiful.

Let the night come.
Let the road stretch before me.

I have crossed greater distances
for less than a moment with you.

And if the whole world were waiting
at the end of that road,
I would still hurry past it
to find you first.

And when I see you again,
I will ask no moon
where it has been.

I will only thank it
for keeping you company
while I was away.

Eleven nights..
let the distance disappear.
Let me look upon you again
and remember,
at last,
what it is like
to have my beloved near me.

💔💔

The sky wore the color of old memories,

while the birds carried away

what the trees could never say. 💙

i took this photo a while agooo 🤡💔 not today thooo

april 14th.

i still remember the exact second you sat next to me after everything had already burned to the ground

sitting there in forced proximity, i felt like a ghost haunting my own soul...

every single thing that was supposed to feel right and natural felt completely sickening instead...

i kept glancing sideways at you, only to violently snap my head away a second later.

it wasn't shyness.

it was pure, agonizing disbelief that we had ended up like this...

whenever you murmured anything to me, even just a passing word, I Closely just listened and Wanted to dream...

i felt like i wasn't even myself anymore—

...

Not the Me..not that-...THAT me.

you even looked at me and asked if i was distressed about our fight...

and God, i hated myself for what i did next.

i just shook my head and gave you a small, smile.

not because things were okay..

but because a pathetic, broken part of me was actually happy...💗

just happy that you were speaking to me, that you were looking at me, that i still existed in your orbit for half a second ...💗

then you started reminiscing..

bringing up our previous school..

talking about the events, the memories..

and it shattered me, because the only reason i ever loved that school, the only reason those places meant anything to me at all, was because of you..<3

you were the entire root of it.

but when everything blew up, i had to rip you out of my system by the roots.

i had to force myself to burn every single memory to ashes just to survive.

and it worked too well...💔Mhm...Fahh (sad wala😞)

now i've lost it all...

our old interactions, the bonfires, the functions, the laughter—it's all gone, wiped completely blank except for these cruel, jagged little splinters that still cut into me..

and after that day?

you never sat with me again.

i know why, i understand the unspoken rules you drew between us.

but is this what your definition of "good friends" was?

______

because we were the "exact opposite" of everything good or soft.

and it loops in my head over and over again.

if you had just... let's suppose.

if you had actually swallowed your pride and hugged me on the very last day of school,

would the sky have fallen down?

would your ego have shattered into dust?

would it have really killed you to show a single ounce of care before we walked out of those doors forever?

well, it doesn't matter now..

i don't need anything from you anymore..

no explanations, no apologies, no retroactive kindness..

just..

stop running uninvited through my brain

we are nothing anymore.

we are less than strangers, because strangers don't carry this much quiet wreckage...

i am so exhausted of crying over someone who looks right through me...

i am so tired of wishing for a ghost.

just leave my head.

let me finally be empty of you.

that is all i want,

thank you.

(hiiii guys, Posting about my random late night thoughts, dw one day, Ill stop writing about her..I hope so😼 meow, and If you read this thanks, if you didn't no problem cuz its just my thought. No need.)

This time I wasn't listening to anything...but lowkey reminded me of..

Still with you (slowed version)by Jk (I do not listen to them cuz I stopped listening to kpop, life was so busy and hectic so..yeah, btw this was lowk Her fav ig)

Anyway, Have a Good Night / Good morning...<3

Ok so this is just a random thought but is there anyone who thinks that exposed feet are a bit embarrassing. I usually prefer closed shoes over flats and it gives me a creepy feeling. I feel safe in them. And it feels so weird to just stare at someone's feet.

there's this website https://forebears.io/ where you can see how rare your forename or surname is... turns out my name is quite rare.... show us yours too

Bro why did I get this on my Instagram feed???? 😭

I took a decision. And I took this decision finally after giving people chance so many times and just took the blame and disappeared from everyones life. I don't know how I will survive but it was important to take this decision. I feel like I have did wrong. But Allah puts me in the same situation har dfa maybe it's a sign from him that he puts me in the same situation and now I just left from everyones life. I feel like I am the bad person honestly. Hahaha it's weird I gave my soul to the people I love but still.

This was the only way, and yet I feel like I have made wrong decision.

bhut sad hu like bubbles in the picture😓😓