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We gave it a beautiful name. We forgot to give it equal hands. This piece was originally published on Medium. If it speaks to you, follow me there too — medium.com/@mehmoodwriter
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Same internet. Same hours. Different choices. Different lives.
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We were never taught to discuss. We were taught to win.
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She underwent three procedures before anyone thought to test him. This is not a rare story. This is almost every story. This piece was originally published on Medium. If it speaks to you, follow me there too — medium.com/@mehmoodwriter
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They told you time heals everything. Nobody mentioned the detours.
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This piece was originally published on Medium. If it speaks to you, follow me there too — medium.com/@mehmoodwriter You fell in love with a version of them that only exists in your head.
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This piece was originally published on Medium. If it speaks to you, follow me there too — medium.com/@mehmoodwriter The cruelest thing is not being unloved. It is being unseen by the person who was supposed to see you most.
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This piece was originally published on Medium. If it speaks to you, follow me there too — medium.com/@mehmoodwriter She gave so much of herself away that one day she reached for herself and found almost nothing there.
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ہم نے خاموشی کو کمزوری سمجھ لیا ہے۔لیکن جو لوگ واقعی سوچتے ہیں، وہ اکثر چپ رہتے ہیں — اس لیے نہیں کہ ان کے پاس کہنے کو کچھ نہیں، بلکہ اس لیے کہ وہ جانتے ہیں کہ ہر بات کا وقت ہوتا ہے۔خاموشی لاچاری نہیں — یہ انتخاب ہے۔اپنے آپ کو اتنا مضبوط بناؤ…
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There is a kind of silence that is not peace.It is the silence of people who have things to say but do not believe their words deserve space. I grew up around that silence. In Multan. In classrooms. In rooms full of people who had swallowed their thoughts so many times they forgot they ever…