Nada Z.

Beirut, 1982 | Israel bombed Lebanon before Hezbollah even existed

@impromptu_nomad itna such nhi bolna tha 🫢

peak desi dad behaviour by pakistan: fascist at home, peace broker outside.

@dauntless_r the ick ✨

I love how woman can go from obsessed to not interested at all when a man makes that one wrong move.

@baybus_bunny Are people okay? Where do they get the free time and audacity from?

A girl replied to my nikah pics saying, "lens nai suit kr rhy tmhain" then added "menay suna tha tmhary lens toot gaye thy bridal shoot k doran?? acha hwa!!!" Girl?????

@ewnowayonearth @disAzlan It's said to be more likely in the odd night but it could be any one of the last 10 nights.

I mean y'all forget you have mothers when you rape, insult, molest, stalk, abuse women.

Incredible to see this after 3 years of watching children in Gaza carry their cats from one bomb site to the next

Woah, “Iranian girls left for school and did not return home” - but why? What happened? Did they just run away? Were they abducted by aliens? Are they alive or dead? Who harmed them? And “the parents in Gaza buried their children beneath the rubble of their classrooms”?! Wth! Why? Were they buried alive?! And if they were dead, who killed them? The parents? Strange, because when it comes to Afghan girls you are so clear about who their enemy is. It’s so easy for you to point to the Taliban as villains in the stories of these girls, but who’s the enemy, who are the villains in the just as important stories of these Iranian and Palestinian girls? The “hard truth” is actually this: you know very well that US-Israeli strikes killed these 168 Iranian girls in their school. And that Israel has murdered hundreds of thousands of Palestinian children. But you can’t even name, let alone villainise the US - your paymaster, and Israel - it’s arm in the “ME”. Besides, you literally manufactured consent for these strikes with your “free Iranian girls” propaganda tweets. So this was just a job well-done and well-paid, as far as you’re concerned. But now you are being forced to say something because of your undeserved role as some global ambassador for women and girls. People, I’m telling you, this woman becomes more and more irrelevant as a peace ambassador and more and more complicit in imperialist war crimes with each passing day. Please stop falling for this shit.

Award winning Iranian journalist & professor. There are more of us than the pro-war diaspora will let you believe. To every educated Iranian with a platform who is speaking out: you are braver than many of us for standing against this monolithic framing of our country & people.

Israel is bombarding, literally bombarding, two Middle East capitals, Beirut and Tehran, killing 100s of civilians, and yet the US and UK media continue to portray Iran as the threat to the region. Israel has nukes, but Iran is the nuclear threat. We live in Orwellian times.

Israel just demanded that 500,000 Lebanese people evacuate Beirut so that they can carpet bomb it. And it's not even a Top 10 story anywhere. Forced migration is a war crime. But in 2026 international law is dead and war crimes no longer matter.

Moved the International Law book to the fiction section in the library.

@fay_alif @ChoriShuda I never read any of his books until I decided to get one signed by him at a literary festival. It was the first time I threw out a book after barely getting through the first few pages. I didn't even want to put it in the shelf and forget about it. It gave the the ick

@ChoriShuda One Mohsin Hamid too among them

My most hated Pakistani authors’ way of writing is: She sat in the open sehen on the charpoye, chaukri maar kay. Her heavy breast heaving in the June summer, a trademark of her Punjabi roots, as she drank down the lassi da jag. She waited for her sartaj to come home as the sky turned a dusky pink, the exact color of her valimay ka jora that her old saas made her wear.

They kidnapped Maduro and assassinated Khamenei before they arrested a single Epstein pedophile….

I am a diplomatic aide in the Sultanate of Oman's Ministry of Foreign Affairs. My job is logistics. When two countries that cannot speak to each other need to speak to each other, I book the rooms. I prepare the briefing materials. I make sure the water glasses are the right distance apart. You would be surprised how much of diplomacy is water glasses. Too close and it feels informal. Too far and it feels like a tribunal. I have a chart. We had a very good month. Since January, Oman has been mediating indirect talks between the United States and Iran on Iran's nuclear program. The talks were held in Muscat and in Geneva. The Americans would sit in one room. The Iranians would sit in another room. I would walk between them. My Fitbit says I averaged fourteen thousand steps on negotiation days. The hallway between the two rooms at the Royal Opera House conference center is forty-seven meters. I walked it two hundred and twelve times in February. This is good for my cardiovascular health. It was less good for my knees. Both are in the service of peace. By mid-February, we had something. Iran agreed to zero stockpiling of enriched uranium. Not reduced stockpiling. Zero. They agreed to down-blend existing stockpiles to the lowest possible level. They agreed to convert them into irreversible fuel. They agreed to full IAEA verification with potential US inspector access. They agreed, in the Foreign Minister's phrase, to "never, ever" possess nuclear material for a bomb. I have worked in diplomacy for seven years. I have never seen a country agree to this many things this quickly. I made a spreadsheet of the concessions. It had fourteen rows. I color-coded it. Green for confirmed. Yellow for pending. By February 21 the spreadsheet was entirely green. I printed it. It is on my desk in Muscat. It is still green. That phrase took eleven days. "Never, ever." The Iranians initially offered "not seek to." The Americans wanted "will not under any circumstances." We landed on "never, ever" at 2:14 AM on a Tuesday in Muscat. I typed the final version myself. I used Times New Roman because Geneva prefers it. The document was fourteen pages. I was proud of every comma. Here is what they said, in the order they said it. February 24: "We have a once-in-a-generation opportunity." — The Foreign Minister, private briefing to Gulf Cooperation Council ambassadors. I prepared the slide deck. Slide 14 was the implementation timeline. Slide 15 was the signing ceremony logistics. I had reserved the Palais des Nations in Geneva, Room XX. It seats four hundred. We discussed pen brands for the signing. The Iranians preferred Montblanc. The Americans had no preference. I ordered twelve Montblanc Meisterstucks at six hundred and thirty dollars each. They arrive on Tuesday. February 27, 8:30 AM EST: "The deal is within our reach." — The Foreign Minister, CBS Face the Nation. He sat across from Margaret Brennan. He said broad political terms could be agreed "tomorrow" with ninety days for technical implementation in Vienna. He said, and I wrote this line for the briefing card he carried in his breast pocket: "If we just allow diplomacy the space it needs." He praised the American envoys by name. Steve Witkoff. Jared Kushner. He said both had been constructive. I watched from the Four Seasons Georgetown. The minibar had cashews. I ate the cashews. They were nineteen dollars. The most expensive cashew I have ever eaten. But it was a good morning and we were within our reach. February 27, 2:00 PM EST: Meeting with Vice President Vance, Washington. The Foreign Minister presented our progress. Zero stockpiling. Full verification. Irreversible conversion. "Never, ever." The Vice President used the word "encouraging." His aide took notes on an iPad. The aide did not make eye contact for the last nine minutes of the meeting. I noticed this. Noticing things is the only part of my job that is not water glasses. February 27, 4:00 PM EST: "Not happy with the pace." — President Trump, to reporters. Not happy with the pace. We had achieved zero stockpiling. Full IAEA verification. Irreversible fuel conversion. Inspector access. And the phrase "never, ever," which took eleven days and cost me two hundred and twelve trips down a forty-seven-meter hallway. Every American president since Carter has failed to get Iran to agree to this. Forty-five years. Not happy with the pace. February 27, 9:47 PM EST: The Foreign Minister's flight departs Dulles for Muscat. I am in the seat behind him. He is reviewing Slide 14 on his laptop. The implementation timeline. Vienna technical sessions. The signing ceremony. The pens. I fall asleep over the Atlantic. I dream about water glasses. February 28, 6:00 AM GST: I wake up to push notifications. February 28: "The United States has begun major combat operations in Iran." — President Trump. Operation Epic Fury. Coordinated airstrikes. The United States and Israel. Tehran. Isfahan. Qom. Karaj. Kermanshah. Nuclear facilities. IRGC bases. Sites near the Supreme Leader's office. Israel called their half Operation Roaring Lion. Someone in both governments spent time choosing these names. Epic Fury. Roaring Lion. I spent eleven days on "never, ever." They spent it on branding. The President said Iran had "rejected American calls to halt its nuclear weapons production." Rejected. Iran had agreed to zero stockpiling. Iran had agreed to full verification. Iran had agreed to "never, ever." Iran had agreed to everything in a fourteen-page document that I typed in Times New Roman. The President said they rejected it. I do not know which document the President was reading. I know which one I typed. February 28, 18:45 UTC: Iran internet connectivity: four percent. — NetBlocks, confirmed by Cloudflare. Ninety-six percent of a country went dark. You cannot negotiate with a country at four percent connectivity. You cannot negotiate with a country that is being struck. You cannot negotiate. This is not a political opinion. This is a logistics assessment. February 28: The governor of Minab reported forty girls killed at an elementary school. I do not have logistics for that. There is no slide for that. The water glass chart does not cover that. February 28: Lockheed Martin: up. Northrop Grumman: up. RTX: up. Dow futures: down six hundred and twenty-two points. Gold: five thousand two hundred and ninety-six dollars. An analyst at AInvest published a note titled "Iran Strikes: Tactical Plays." The note recommended positions in oil, defense stocks, and gold. The most expensive cashew I have ever eaten was nineteen dollars. The most expensive pen I have ever ordered was six hundred and thirty dollars. The math suggests I have been working in the wrong industry. Defense stocks do not require water glasses. Defense stocks do not require eleven days. Defense stocks require one morning. February 28: Israel closed its airspace and its schools. Iran launched retaliatory missiles toward US bases in the Gulf. The Supreme Leader promised a "crushing response." Israel's defense minister declared a permanent state of emergency. Everyone is using words I recognize in an order I do not. I recognize "permanent." I recognize "emergency." I do not recognize them next to each other. In diplomacy, nothing is permanent and everything is an emergency. In war it is the reverse. February 28: The Foreign Minister has not made a public statement. The briefing card is still in his breast pocket. It still says "within our reach."

Imagine telling the world that you're liberating the women of Iran and one of the first things you do is blow up a school full of girls. Extraordinary.

It doesn’t matter whether Khamenei is dead or not. What matters is how insane it is to live in an era where one country can assassinate the heads of other states with total international impunity. The fact that this precedent is now fully normalized is fucking nuts.

The fact that people need a dead man's files to believe a thousand living women... tells you everything about whose voices they don't.

@ThisisOshaz_ That's the only messages I got from a parent for years. 🤷🏽‍♀️

My mother and I had a minor argument. We haven’t been addressing each other for 2 days. Didn’t talk or initiate any conversation. But guess who’s still sending rishta details over WhatsApp (She wants me out of the house)

@Messy_meeeee I said the exact same thing to my colleagues tbh.

When a male student took his life everyone attributed it to academics. But when it comes to a female student, people immediately question her character nd relationships, which is so unjust. Idk why she took this step,but our society never fails to scrutinize a woman's character