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Name a couple that you know from muzz or jamaa that have worked….

Hello

I am sincerely Apologizing on the behalf of every man in Pakistan especially punjab is the place where it happens alot. I started dropping tears when I heard about the recent incident which happened in lunjab what has happened to the men community you used to go to wars and used to show mercy on children and elders what was the one mistake in the past century that happened and that brought such men to the real life

Men were meant to protect women they were not meant to eat them like wolves i swear they dont even show mercy to their own daughters how will they have mercy on other’s daughters

I am really sorry we but failed as men🙂🙏🏻

No matter how successful or beautiful someone looks from the outside, they can still have struggles in their life.
Fame, beauty, and money—none of these can make a person completely happy.
Real life is not always as perfect as it appears on social media.

raise your hand if you’re one of the men friendfishing on your marriage profile (using a picture with a more attractive friend to get women to swipe right)

someone sent me these pre England v Ghana match earlier and...what in the nazar is this 🙃

not saying this was the reason England didn't score but authubillah 😭 that's enough internet for tonight

Did you watch new girl today?

IF I ACCEPT A MALE REQUEST ON INSTA, they will see my story but wont accept my follow back, WHY?!

So I landed up at the Barzakh terminal. Always a humbling experience. All these passengers are in transit, resting before the final flight.
My dua : peace be upon you, Oh inhabitants of the grave, Insha Allah, as you are, so we shall be ..

• -Time -

The loudest lessons never raise their voices.
They arrive wrapped in silence,
slipping through the cracks of midnight
while the world mistakes stillness for emptiness.

It is there—between one heartbeat and the next—
that the soul begins to hear
what noise could never teach.

Growth does not thunder across the sky.
It unfolds like dawn touching forgotten hills,
like rain teaching roots how to endure,
like a leaf choosing green after a season of falling.

And before anyone notices,
the quiet has rewritten you—
not with applause,
but with patience,
until you become a different person
without ever announcing your arrival. 🌿✨