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Zeb and Haniya on Coke Studio. One of the best things to come out of the Indian subcontinent.
(Source: zebandhaniya.com, via generationhalal)
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Timeline of the Kashmir conflict.
Bookmarking this.
(Source: stay-human, via sheer-powder)
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- pack is stan
- eye rack
- eye ran
- poon job
- cash meer
- bang law dash
- doo bye
And I love how when you say them properly, nobody understands.
(Source: ajeebdastan)
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unruled replied to your post: I keep forgetting that there are actual curse words in Urdu.
Have you tried explaining to her the civil service side of journalism? I’m sure you have, but if I understand the bits of your family’s story I see here, they came to escape what journalism attempts to prevent.
It’s interesting, because my mother actually got a BA in journalism in Pakistan. I think one of her major reasons for disliking journalism is that it never did her any good and it never truly interested her. She did a “home study” of it to just pass her exams. When I ask her what she learned all she remembers is “writing titles and stuff.” So there’s some misunderstanding and maybe even a bit of a grudge on her part.
More than that, though, initially she thought that my studying journalism would be a great way to advance the cause of Islam. Since I haven’t really been active about writing (at all) beyond my school’s paper, she’s kind of disappointed. It’s my fault, but I haven’t been able to really get any *inspiration* in that regard…
In summary, she knows that there’s a helpful side but she hasn’t seen it. She doesn’t think I’ll go far enough in it to actually make a difference in the world, so she wants me to go into something like medicine, which has more immediate results.
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I keep forgetting that there are actual curse words in Urdu.
My mom is watching this stupid Pakistani drama and every time they have that loud censor beep, I jump in my seat.
Also my mom just told me, “Shok poora karo, phir khutum karo ye cheez.” (Fulfill your desire, then stop this thing.) About my obsession with journalism.
LOL, THAT’S FUNNY.
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High Resolution“Masculine Feminine”
Graffiti art by Asim Butt, protesting the practice of “Karo Kari”, or honor killing, in Pakistan.
This is such a powerful piece.
(Source: kharadar-mithadar)
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Dear all brown parents of America,
This is the problem. You assume you know everything about your child. You sit him in front of a television from the age two and put minimum effort in because you are tired. Fast forward. Your kid is eight. He’s tugging at your sleeve, screaming, begging for you to listen to what he’s saying, to…
I definitely agree with this, but after pondering for some time, I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s not distance that’s the problem in my community, so much as it is not providing the right motivation. At least in my experience. Brown parents tend to set high expectations for their children without giving any incentive. And I don’t necessarily mean material incentive - as in, “Beta, I’ll get you a car if you bring home straight A’s.” Even unconditional love, comfort and pride is enough to make a child want to go beyond their parent’s expectations.
Brown parents - well, maybe I ought to stop generalizing so much and just say “Stricter Muslim parents” - take away so much from their kids and they don’t realize that they have to find replacements. Kids can’t have sleepovers, they can’t go out to movies, they can’t have friends of the opposite sex, they can’t spend too much time on the internet, they can’t text, they can’t read too many novels, they can’t go to concerts, they can’t go out to dinner, they can’t go to parties, give or take a few more restrictions. So kids have no fun. And parents do nothing to substitute, to make The Brown Life appealing. So, kids find nothing attractive about the brown lifestyle and then they go and become “Americanized”. This, of course, inevitably leads to sex, booze and drugs.
The only reason brown parents can give for their kids to meet their demands, really, is that they can find a good rishta (candidate for arranged marriage). That’s all it ever boils down to.
Why do they want you to become a doctor? So you make good money and can impress potential rishtas. Why do they want you to learn to cook? So you’re able to cook for your husband. Boys don’t want girls who can’t cook for them. Why do they want you to lose weight? So you look good enough to impress potential rishtas. Boys don’t want fat girls. These parents just want you married off so their job is done.
And marriage - that’s possibly the worst reason to give to a kid. It’ll make them deliberately make the job hard for parents.
This was a tangential rant and I hope you gleaned something from it.
(Source: fruitfulpetrichor)
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Name: Zelda - fairy (remix)[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
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Of the following ethnicities, which do I fall into?
- Hispanic or Latino
- White (not Hispanic or Latino)
- Black or African-American (not Hispanic or Latino)
- Asian (not Hispanic or Latino)
- Native Hawaiian or other Pacific Islander (not Hispanic or Latino)
- American Indian or Alaskan Native (not Hispanic or Latino)
- Two or more races (not Hispanic or Latino)
- Other: _______________________
I’m presuming Pakistani falls under either Asian or Other. Not sure which, though. If it’s other, do I write “South Asian” or what?
This was always the hardest part of standardized testing for me.
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Name: Baageshri Instrumental[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Artist: Mole
Album: Coke Studio Season 4
Baageshri (Coke Studio) - Mole
Or as I like to call them
The MGMT of Pakistan
the potheads of karachi.
Downloaded both of their albums. Ripped this off of YouTube. Tried (and failed) to find them on last.fm. Fell in love.
(via ghsting)
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Ali Zafar's Jhoom climbing the music charts
Ali Zafar’s latest album has now gone on to become the best and highest selling album in Pakistan.
Jhoom also ranked second in popularity on Indian Charts.
And rightly so, too!
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Media SWAG.
Been kind of borderline with my Pakistani identity recently, but let’s put my traitorousness aside for a second to properly celebrate this headline. Shall we, my brown friends?
PAKISTAN KABHI NA BHOOLO, PAKISTAN HAI HAMARA —
(via ghsting)
do i dare disturb the universe?
