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PROFILE OVERVIEW OF DUPATTADIARIES
52.7% of dupattadiaries's followers are female and 47.3% are male. Average engagement rate on the posts is around 6.80%. The average number of likes per post is 2362 and the average number of comments is 34.
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GENDER OF ENGAGERS FOR DUPATTADIARIES
AUDIENCE INTERESTS OF DUPATTADIARIES
- Beauty & Fashion 77.58 %
- Art & Design 75.30 %
- Business & Careers 55.74 %
- Entertainment 46.76 %
- Restaurants, Food & Grocery 41.96 %
- Photography 39.78 %
- Travel & Tourism 38.16 %
- How-to & Style 36.15 %
- Clothes, Shoes, Handbags & Accessories 35.17 %
- Children & Family 34.51 %
- Fitness & Yoga 34.24 %
- Books and Literature 33.78 %
- Movies and TV 32.82 %
- Home & Garden 32.06 %
- Luxury Goods 31.91 %
- my heart and soul looking like moody Margarets
CC: future employers and coworkers. Do not roll your eyes and tell me "that's a difficult name" as I introduce myself. Don't tell me you can't pronounce it, don't tell me you won't learn it, and do not dare to tell me that you will find another name to call me. If you don't find use in learning my name, I assume you don't find me worth knowing or see my worth as a human being. I rather have you not speaking to me at all, then shoving another identity down my throat all because you willingly refuse to know my name. Do not come up with your own nickname to avoid pronouncing my name. If you can pronounce 14 letter German words, you can sure as hell pronounce my 7 letter name. My name is my identity, I will not alter it for your lazy mind. (By @freshpoetry ) - Just finished my psychiatry rotation where I was coincidentally trained by two Afghan doctors. For the first time in any workplace, my name was being pronounced properly and it felt so warm and special. Not to mention one of those doctors reminded me of my dad. His thick Afghan-English accent, his body language, his way of conversing, his political/cultural views.. everything reminded me of my Baba. So every time he called me from across the ward (he absolutely loved my name).. it felt like home. This Dr and I were talking about poetry one afternoon and how he loves to write. I mentioned that my dad loves writing too, he raised me around Pashto literature and poetry so it forms a big part of my identity. To which he replied, “I’m sure he did, he knows his poetry, he named you the Universe after all” . *brb crying cause tomorrow I start my new rotation so most likely back to being a minority and battling the feeling of displacement in a place full of white privilege* 😭
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. زندگی کو نہ جانے کیسا شکوہ ہے مجھ سے خوشیاں دستک دے کر واپس مڑھ جاتی ہے . Zindagi ko na jaane kaisa shikwa hai mujhse Khushiyan dastak de kr wapis murh jati hai . (By @isloo2dk )
- barbad karne mein aksar unhi ka haath hota hai, jo galey lag kar kehte hain, 'humesha khush raho' . (author: unknown)
- Diaspora is Holding on And letting go Googling and Pinterest Looking at old photos Of your ancestors Searching their eyes For your own Sometimes it is Lying Crying Trying not to Break your parents hearts Looking cool in front of your Friends who don’t take their shoes off your carpet Discomfort when Mommy speaks so loudly In a thick accent Watching your friends faces trying to Decipher her words I have learned To love the way she speaks Stronger than any rolling R off her tongue More commanding than Any English word spoken the “right” way Diaspora reminds me How far my mother walked To bring me here So take your shoes off in this house The house she built with bloodied feet Nod your head and let her speak You are in the presence of a Diaspora Queen // written by the wonderful @burqasandbeer
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- “ek qabar par likha tha, kisi ko kya ilzaam doon, dost zindagi mein sataney wale bhi apne they aur dafnaney wale bhi apne.”
Honestly wish I had something useful to post but Hajj has been “testing” to say the least. I’ve been ill right from the start and I look&feel like death. So, here’s a half decent photo to remind you of my existence ✌🏽 (Hoping to give ya’ll a proper insight and a little #HajjDiaries on my highlights soon!) . Photography enquiries: replies will be delayed but I haven’t forgotten about you!
Quite a short notice request because I’ve been running around like a headless chicken for the past week, but it’s better late than never! ☺️ I’m flying out to Jeddah tomorrow for Hajj i’A. A kind request for anyone who would like any specific duas for themselves, please DM me (doesn’t matter how long it is). I’ll take screenshots and read them there for you. . [Update: I’ve just been flooded with DMs but a lot of you haven’t included your names/names of people you are asking for. So please do include names, thanks] 🌹 also pls can you all pray for my sanity and patience with heat and hunger (+ patriarchy, obv!)
- we are a sad generation with happy pictures.
- When I was little, I used to convince myself that if I closed my eyes real tight and thought about a place, moment or memory hard enough, I could transport myself there. Back in time. It’s all about focusing on your senses. What do you see? What do you hear? What can you taste and what can you smell? Can you synchronise your senses with what’s on your mind? Nowadays I find myself doing that again. I guess they were right when they said ‘old habits die hard’. I wait for a quiet moment, close my eyes tight and convince myself I’m in my mother’s arms, all snuggled up. The kind of snuggles we had when I couldn’t sleep and she used to tell me stories of the “chidiya aur kawwa”. I can almost hear her repeating those lines. Her skin felt warm and she always had a soft touch. Her cuddles were always the cosy ones... it’s like I can feel her. Her scent was my favourite. Only after I got married I confessed to her that when she used to be at work all day, I used to keep her clothes with me because I missed her. That was quite recent though. When I was much younger, I used to smell her clothes and cry for her even though I knew she’s only at work and will be back in the evening. A scent is a strange kind of comfort - you can’t see Mamma but you know she is nearby. Like a baby. I wish I could have that scent back. And then, the irreplaceable feeling of contentment when the snuggles and stories were over, she would stroke my hair, saying “meri jaan, meri qul kainaat”. By which my eyes would be half shut, I’d be dozing in and out of sleep. . It’s crazy but feels real enough to forget my reality and be comforted by memories. Even if it is just for a few moments.
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