Sweet memories .

When I moved to Karachi in 2005 well to be honest I was totally hating it .. being a Punjabi girl who was like all of my fellow punjabans had the habit of being stared to x-ray pulp in every bazaar in Punjab , I expected alot of of this "metropolitan" city . With the impression of women being independent .. not caring about what other peoples' lives are about .. not going after some form of social status , I had a tonne of expectations from here . 

At first I had my happy days . I was fitting well in school , people were nice and i loved the fact of how no one cared whose parents had a fight or whose sister married someone of another caste . Then I got into UNI .....

......well wow that was the wake up call for me .. the so called "progressive" city that Karachi was turned out to be junk .. no one wanted people to be better than them in any or every field of professional or domestic arena of life . They all turned out to be jealous idiots . The "women"-are-treated-with-such-liberty-here city turned out to be the same male egotistic world that the rest of my and all other peoples countries are . 

they stare at you if you dare to wear jeans unless you wear it with a long kurta that makes u look like some huge teddy bear .. they whistle at you .. sing super cheap songs that point towards nothing but DESPERATION . 

And the thing I loved the most about this place , that no one gossiped or cared about what was going on in other peoples personal lives , well.... that turned out to be bullshit too .  Girls gossip all around the world .. its their nature .. but BOYS !!! I mean these homo sapiens with slicked back hair and baggy jeans and their Levi's tshirts .. who would've guessed they had a women inside of them longing to blossom ... and the blossomed on .. yeah you guessed it right ... GOSSIP , some spicy juice news of who is going put with who or who was wearing what when I caught them at the gas station . I mean seriously dude !!! get a life and if you cant then at least get a girlfriend . 

These lovely virtues of my fellow uni goers is now a central part of my life .. I'm scrutinized , criticised , hooked up with a guy I barely know , or worse even called a mad hatter !! 

And the credit of such lovely accolades goes to all the boys around me that have an unquenchable thirst for gossip .. 

All I'd like to tell them is that although I realized that places don't matter .. still dude don't crash the hopes of other people who move to a place near you . 

try not to thrive on juicy sources . Grow up and stop watching gossip girl and acting like a Chuck Bass . And if you do watch it PLEASE do it for the chicks .. it'll save you from being chickens . And besides ... THAT would be normal boy behaviour .. don't be a sissy .. be a man for once . Not the ones with gay muscles and v-neck tshirts .. men with a brain muscles .. also called neurons. 

Cheerio :)