Whispers of the Soul by Nadia Nizam

 جوانی میں انسان باپ کو شک کی نگاہ سے دیکھتا رہتا ہے ، جیسے باپ کو ہمارے مسائل ، تکلیفوں یا ضرورتوں کا احساس ہی نہیں ، یہ نئے دور کے تقاضوں کو نہیں سمجھتا . کبھی کبھی ہم اپنے باپ کا موازنہ بھی کرنا شروع کر دیتے ہیں ، " اتنی محنت ہمارے باپ نے کی ہوتی ، بچت کی ہوتی ،کچھ بنایا ہوتا تو آج ہم بھی ...فلاں کی طرح عالیشان گھر ، گاڑی میں گھوم رہے ہوتے " " کہاں ہو ؟ کب آؤ گے ؟ زیادہ دیر نہ کرنا " جیسے سوالات انتہائی فضول اور فالتو سے لگتے ہیں . " سویٹر تو پہنا ہے کچھ اور بھی پہن لو سردی بہت ہے " انسان سوچتا ہے کہ اولڈ فیشن کی وجہ سے والد کو باہر کی دنیا کا اندازہ نہیں . اکثر اولادیں اپنے باپ کو ایک ہی معیار پر پرکھتی ہیں، گھر ، گاڑی، پلاٹ ، بینک بیلنس ، کاروبار اور اپنی ناکامیوں کو باپ کے کھاتے میں ڈال کر خود سرخرو ہو جاتے ہیں " ہمارے پاس بھی کچھ ہوتا تو اچھےاسکول میں پڑھتے، کاروبار کرتے " اس میں شک نہیں ، اولاد کے لئے آئیڈیل بھی انکا باپ ہی ہوتا ہے لیکن کچھ باتیں جوانی میں سمجھ نہیں آتیں یا ہم سمجھنے کی کوشش نہیں کرتے ،اسلئے کہ ہمارے سامنے وقت کی ضرورت ...

 The way people perceive you is a complex tapestry woven from their personal experiences, beliefs, and backgrounds. Often, I reflect on the various roles I inhabit in the narratives of others, realizing that to some, I am a villain, while to others, I am a savior. This dichotomy highlights a fundamental truth: their perceptions are largely shaped by their own histories and biases, rather than an accurate reflection of my true self. For instance,  My vibrant personality might be seen as charming by some, yet perceived as overwhelming by others. Similarly, the emotional openness that some find comforting can be viewed by others as a sign of weakness. Even my self-confidence, which I see as a source of pride, can be interpreted as arrogance in the eyes of a different observer.  This inconsistency underscores a critical lesson: I have no control over how others interpret my actions or character. Therefore, it’s essential to focus on self-acceptance and authenticity rather tha...

Do you know who is the most threatening woman to our society?   The one who truly knows herself and value her worth. A woman with self-esteem can be recognized by her personal boundaries. She is a woman who firmly says "no" and distances herself from any place or relationship that does not acknowledge her worth or essence without hesitation. A woman who values herself never begs for respect! She naturally establishes this in her relationships because she respects herself. In her life, no man acts disrespectfully, no friend speaks rudely, and no relative behaves inappropriately that she would tolerate. She removes all of them from her life. Her life is characterized by a sense of royalty, not based on wealth, but on her dignity, respect, and standards, which align with her true value. A woman with self-esteem never uses her emotions, needs, or desire for support as an excuse to remain in toxic or deceitful relationships. She easily distances herself from anything unworthy of h...

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I started succeeding when I stopped fighting small battles. I no longer engaged with those who gossiped about me, as that would have been a waste of my energy. I chose not to fight with my siblings, cousins and in-laws, as those types of conflicts are often unproductive. I stopped seeking attention or trying to meet others' expectations of me, as that can be a distraction from pursuing your own vision. I also stopped fighting for my rights with people who were unlikely to listen or change. I realized that I needed to pick my battles wisely, and leave the petty fights for those who had nothing better to focus on.  Instead, I redirected my time and effort towards fighting for my own vision, dreams, ideas, and destiny. The day I gave up on those small, unwinnable fights was the day I started becoming truly successful. The key insight here is that not every fight is worth your time and energy. You have to choose what you're going to devote yourself to very carefully. Focusing on yo...

Many Pakistanis dream of settling abroad, believing it offers better opportunities and a higher quality of life. However, this decision to leave one's homeland is often bittersweet.  When a young Pakistani crosses that metaphorical gate to pursue their fortunes overseas, the place they once called home no longer feels like their true home. There is a sense of finality to this decision - no longer can they simply return as they once did. Their room, their family home, becomes a place preserved more in memory than in daily life. As they board the plane and watch Pakistan fade into the distance, a profound realization sets in. The life they once knew has been left behind, and they must now start afresh in a foreign land. They are no longer just a common person, but an expatriate navigating the challenges of adapting to a new culture and environment. The distance from family and friends becomes a constant source of pain and guilt. The family back home may initially mourn the absence of...

 Oh, Pakistan, the land of woes, Where misery thrives and jealousy flows. Depression, competition, and hatred so grand, A toxic brew in this desolate land. Everyone claims to be a victim of envy, While secretly plotting their own treachery. Accepting others' happiness? Oh, what a joke, In this land of bitterness, it's all smoke. The poor struggle for their daily bread, While the rich chase after more they can spread. An unending battle, a never-ending strife, Where material possessions define one's life. Dishonesty, mistreatment, hypocrisy galore, Some will go to any length, that's for sure. Forcing their opinions with no regard, Leaving others wounded, their spirits scarred. In families, a toxic game is played, Siblings manipulate, hearts betrayed. Seeking approval, a sense of pride, In the eyes of parents, they strive to reside. Guilt-tripping children, a common theme, Comparisons made, crushing self-esteem. A tight-knit joint family, a suffocating prison, No room for...