islam in pakistan


Seeing as its Pakistan’s Independence Day, I thought I’d post these two racist tweets I just came across from my own people.

Many Pakistanis have an inferior complex against Bangladeshis and always look for things to look down on them. The discrimination Pakistanis hold against Bangladeshis stems from almost 50 years ago when the Pakistani Army committed genocide against Bangladeshis.

The army slaughtered men, women and children because of the language they spoke and the colour of their skin. Members of the Pakistani Army also raped between 200,000-400,000 women. To this very day many Pakistanis refuse to accept those war crimes even happened, and still defend what the army did. To this very day many Pakistanis still hold the same views that Bangladeshis are lower then them because they have a darker skin complexion.

Pakistan was a country that fought to have an islamic identity, yet its brief history is anything but. They even claimed that the ethnic cleansing they committed was to defend the religion, yet they also murdered and raped people of their own faith.

There hasn’t even been a single apology by an authoritative figure in Pakistan, for what they did to Bangladeshis, and many Pakistanis still keep quiet about this.

My Pakistani brothers and sisters, learn about the war crimes of our country and the genocide it committed, and teach your families aswell. If we want to thrive as an Ummah we need to accept and learn our past because they deserve justice.

Also, calling Bengalis ‘East Pakistanis’ is racist AF. They fought for their independence, because they were being oppressed, and calling them this is out of order.

This 23-year-old student of Mardan University in Pakistan was brutally beaten and murdered by his fellow college-mates who accused him of blasphemy. I’m still shaken by the video of him being dragged across the university while being constantly kicked and thrashed until his clothes became bloody and he lost consciousness.

RIP, Mashal.

And RIP, people who are delusional enough to believe they have the right to take another man’s life in the name of religion.

Why Arranged Marriages Are Holding Us Back

I am not against individuals who choose to have arranged marriages. If you had one & you are happy, great! Good for you.

However, we cannot ignore all the harm having a culture that promotes these over “love marriages” causes to our growth as people.

The concept of arranged marriages especially harms us women for several reasons:

  1. It makes us focus more on what our future in-laws want than our own needs. Everything you do, you do it so it looks impressive to your “future family”.
  2. It forces us to pick “impressive” careers over things we are genuinely passionate about. How many desi girls who are becoming doctors and engineers like what they are doing? How many are only doing it to improve the quality of their rishtas?
  3. What if you want to do something “radical”, like become the next MIA? Forget it. Who’d rishta that?
  4. What if you want to marry when you are actually old and mature enough to handle a relationship? Forget it. No one wants to marry a 27 year old when there are 19 year olds on the market. (God, how wrong does that sound? I cringed while typing it)
  5. Superficial things like appearance, career and having a foreign passport will always have more weight than things that actually matter, like your compatibility with each other based on shared interests. As a result, you will focus on them more than actually focusing on things you like (ie writing). People don’t realize that a person’s culture has a hugeeeeee impact on them as individuals. Even though a Pakistani born and raised in Pakistan will have the same passport as a Pakistani born and raised in the GCC, their personalities will be completely different because of the cultures they were raised in.
  6. It encourages racism, ageism, sexism & body shaming. It causes some people to have low self-esteem for all the wrong reasons. Do I even need to elaborate on this?? 

Let’s talk about the concept of rishtas.

As a thin and young light skinned Syed girl with light brown eyes, I get several pluses on an auntie’s checklist. As someone who wears the hijab, I can either get a plus or a minus depending on what the guy wants. As someone who grew up abroad, I get one more plus. However, once they find out I am still a Pakistani citizen, that gets cancelled out. As someone who is majoring in politics [because I seriously freaking love it] I get a minus because it’s not a “professional degree”, but that gets cancelled once they find out I am planning on going to law school. 

For the sake of getting good rishtas, I have to act like a “proper” girl. Get a proper degree, wear proper clothes and have proper friends.

Ok, but where am I in this picture? Where is the fact that I love writing, singing & making weird jokes? Where is my incredible talent to burn any food I attempt to cook? Where is the sound of my bizarre laugh or the weird way I sneeze that makes everyone chuckle? The weird way I like  running in my yard in the early hours of morning when no one’s watching, feeling the wet grass on my feet? Where are my likes, my dislikes & my struggles beyond my academic career? Where are my dreams to become a leader, to maybe start a business of my own someday? 

Where am I?


I was asked to post more photographs of the B Type Mosque in Islamabad by Anwar Said [built 1981/ photographed 1987]. So here you go!

The mosque is designed for an urban community of 25,000 people which shares similar architectural features. It is comprised of three parts, organised symmetrically along a linear axis: the entrance hall, a courtyard surrounded by covered verandahs, and the prayer hall. The design is based on the repetitive use of square vaults in different heights.