how unpredictable life is. how uncertain life-changing decisions are. how fast our priorities change. how things don't happen the way we want. how life doesn't even make sense. weird weird weird.

Birthdays are so overrated. What's even there to celebrate?? The downfall??

جلال الدین رومی فرماتے ہیں یہ روح کچھ بھی ہو جائے ہمیشہ اداس رہے گی کیونکہ یہ دنیا اس کا گھر نہیں!

i don't know why i can't seem to be fully happy. it's like there's a lingering sadness that lies dormant inside me, living in the quiet beneath the gratitude and performance until it finds the right time to resurface and remind me that there's something wrong with my existence.

why asking brown parents to understand something (things that are not even in our control) is so hard?? and the result is just you being emotionally drained.

in parallel universe, i am just a girl who runs a flower shop and loves to ride bicycle in the small town.

Hostel life makes you realize the value of simple food at home, warm water during winters, presence of family, your personal space, the comfort and warmth of home and all the basic necessities being fulfilled.

Life becomes easy when you start accepting fears, failures, rejections, shattered dreams, broken heart, a chaotic life & learn to let it all go, bcs it is what it is.

understanding eldest daughter is more difficult than understanding bermuda triangle.

met an old school friend today and she said that we have really grown up but our minds are still stuck in the school era. this is so relatable.

the curse and misery of being a woman, the endless generational traumas, the price she has to pay just for being a woman, a part of her that dies bleeding and void is filled with everlasting darkness.

It is such an overwhelmed feeling when you sit quietly, you count all the blessings you have and realize that your life is the dream life of thousands of people in this world, the same life that you often underestimate and always say ungrateful things about.

What's not meant for your can be in the palm of your hand, you can want it whole heartedly but still not yours.

Call me Zia Mohiuddin bcs: "Sometimes i feel at times i am not who i am. I am a bundle of contradictions and confusions. I am a bit of a loner."