“Nothing is real except the present, and already, I feel the weight of centuries smothering me. Some girl a hundred years ago once lived as I do. And she is dead. I am the present, but I know I, too, will pass. And I don't want to die.”
—Sylvia Plath
a lil too much obsessed with cricket, music and poetry. There are poems inside of me that paper can’t handle !
From Karachi
میرا آخری حوالہ 🇵🇰
Kitne Jhootey Thay Hum Mohabbat Main
Tum Bhi Zinda Ho Hum Bhi Zinda Hain
Jaun Elia
مجھ کو معلوم نہ تھی ہجر کی یہ رمز کے تو
جب میرے پاس نہ ہو گا، تو ہر سو ہو گا
احمد ندیم قاسمی
Invited by: Faizan Lakhani
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Day | Followers | Gain | % Gain |
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July 25, 2023 | 171 | +4 | +2.4% |
November 21, 2022 | 167 | +3 | +1.9% |
September 11, 2022 | 164 | -1 | -0.7% |
June 23, 2022 | 165 | -4 | -2.4% |
May 17, 2022 | 169 | +1 | +0.6% |
April 09, 2022 | 168 | +1 | +0.6% |
November 26, 2021 | 167 | +3 | +1.9% |
September 11, 2021 | 164 | +107 | +187.8% |