اوش

My eyes were blessed.✨✌️

I’m stuck and helpless. I have to pretend like the bombing which is happening in my homeland is normal and I have to work like normalcy prevails there. I don’t know for how long we Kashmiris are going to live such a humiliating life where we wait for death but it doesn’t come.

With each ping, my heart thrusts loud. The anxiousness sores like anything and the first thought which strikes my mind is whether my family is fine or not. The situation has escalated to such extent where I want to stay with my family and face the consequences together.

Now as my internship is coming to an end. I see how I lost a most important person in my life to hatred, jealousy and eny. Just FYI, office politics is the worst thing you would ever think of indulging in. Now when I look back, I see how much of resilience I was capable of.

Let’s start our venting session. So this ex “bestfriend” of mine with whom I shared my most most most private vulnerabilities and unveiled every aspect of my life. So she got placed in one of the leading law firm in India. (1/n)

She told me that whenever I see you, I feel so irritated and then told me I feel so sorry for ypu when you have your lunches and afternoon walks alone. Obviously my friends abandoned you because you were affiliated just because of me (9/n)

After hearing all this, all benefits of doubt which I gave her just vanished. She started making my life hell at office. I was having breakdowns each and every day. Whenever she passes by my desk, she gives me a look and it’s enough to say. “You just buzz off!” (8/n)

I was howling and crying telling her how could she hurt me like this because apparently she’s the only person who made me change my mind and asked me to move out. Then came the huge blow. She said and I quote: “Look! If you think you’re getting a job here then forget it” (6/n)

Then came the climax. When I confronted her about disrespecting my in front of everyone and literally showing off the fact that I’m the one feeding her and then making me feel incapable and useless. She knew how desperate I was to get a PPO and then came the huge blow (5/n)

Then she started posting stories labelling me as someone who’s lazy to work and just being loud and manipulative. I was in frenzy. I didn’t know how to react because I literally have worked me a** off to get an internship at such a prestigious firm. (4/n)

Initially I thought it was out of care but then when I told her not to bring lunch for me. She literally told me “You should have told me earlier, my mother invested her energy and it’s going to get wasted” rather than inquiring as to why I was denying to have her lunch (3/n)

The torture began after a week when she started making me feel worthless. She literally used to shout on me on the lunch table and ordering me around to get plates and reprimanded me when I didn’t eat the lunch which she used to bought me. (3/n)

@Farhat__Qadri Yaaar! Come soon na :( I feel so so homesick n miss you guysss🥺

@odysseyyyyyyyy Miss you 😔

Picnic

PFA, my heart n soul! That’s what life has been lately :)

Nothing feels right in this Ramadhan. Your loved one on death bed; continuous hospital visits; no preparation for iftaar or sehri. Just nothinggggg Please pray for him!

Chand Raat Mubarak! ♥️ #Ramadan2025

@theAbsoluteJJ 🔕

You don't invest at places where the returns are zero.

I just want to say one thing. Have we lost that “Kashmiriyat” within us. Here girls and women are being exploited and harassed at such a vulnerable stage. For heaven’s sake, if you couldn’t be a good sport and help, please do not make a woman’s life miserable in such scenarios.

“Sorry state of Kashmiri Society “ My grandfather is in a critical condition. and admitted in the hospital. I was alone dealing with consultations and investigations. However, it was really crowdy and I wasn’t much aware about the procedure. This man came up to me(1/n)

I wasn’t in the situation to speak up because everything happened in a giffy and in such a condition that I didn’t know how to react. The only point of sharing this is that where are we heading as a society?? That creep is of my father’s age?? (4/n)