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PROFILE OVERVIEW OF HUMANSOFPAKISTAN
40.8% of humansofpakistan's followers are female and 59.2% are male. Average engagement rate on the posts is around 1.00%. The average number of likes per post is 1176 and the average number of comments is 24.
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GENDER OF ENGAGERS FOR HUMANSOFPAKISTAN
AUDIENCE INTERESTS OF HUMANSOFPAKISTAN
- Beauty & Fashion 61.92 %
- Art & Design 61.55 %
- Business & Careers 49.86 %
- Entertainment 43.94 %
- Photography 41.74 %
- Travel & Tourism 40.26 %
- Restaurants, Food & Grocery 38.92 %
- Clothes, Shoes, Handbags & Accessories 34.34 %
- Books and Literature 31.30 %
- Home & Garden 31.24 %
- Children & Family 31.21 %
- Movies and TV 31.11 %
When I was 5, I watched my father verbally and physically abusing my mother. Soon, I also discovered the truth about my father, that he was an adulterer. My faith in a family was already broken and it was further weakened by both my maternal and paternal grandmothers who, it seemed to me, enjoyed tormenting people. They used black magic to achieve their aims and divided their children by investing greed in them. On top of being physically challenged, I ended up distrusting all relationships in my life and attempted suicide at the age of 13. But I managed to come through everything. All because of one person: my childhood best friend and my husband to be. When he proposed to me, what he said touched my heart: I can't say I'll be the best but I promise that history will not be repeated. I promise our daughter will never experience what you have been through. I promise to let her witness that I will never love anyone more than her mother. Please accept my shoulder to comfort you forever.' Because of him, a once depressed and vulnerable girl is now a strong woman and a psychologist helping people deal with depression. He taught me to search for the good in life. He became my strength and allowed me to believe in happiness. I wish every woman finds a partner who lifts them and makes them believe in themselves. It is the best support they could ever have.
When I joined this telecom company, I was under the impression that people don't like me or want to befriend me because I am a Hindu. But with the passage of time I realized they didn't even know that I am Hindu let alone judging me on the basis of religion. It was just that I was over thinking and expected to adjust to the new environment immediately. Turns out I just needed time to fit in. In fact after knowing that I am Hindu, my colleagues started self-inviting themselves for Diwali and Holi. *laughs* This not only boosted my confidence at work but I also made many new friends. In my community, our children go to the same school - Hindus and Muslims together. And there has always been peace and friendship, no hatred or fights. I think discrimination thrives on illiteracy and issues like discrimination are mostly reported from areas where illiteracy prevails. Education is the key to its end. Teach your children peace and there will be peace. Teach them hatred and there will be violence. It is that simple.
I come with my wife to this mandir every month. She has to attend events like navratri and after darshan and pooja, I sit here and wait for her. I was born and raised here in Karachi. For as long as I remember, I have never been discriminated on the basis of my religion. And I am not the only one. Hundreds of people around the mandir have shared the same experience with me. I have never felt ashamed of my religion or of having the identity of a Pakistani Hindu. I come here and practice my religion freely. People who say that minorities don’t have any rights at all in Pakistan are people who believe it to be true to the extent that they are blind to anything, contrary to that. My own life is evidence that they are wrong. For instance, we have Holi festival in a couple of days. Many of my Muslim friends are going to celebrate it with us here at the mandir. I am able to share my moments of happiness with my friends, regardless of our different religious backgrounds. What more can anyone ask for? I believe that you find what you go looking for. Those who look for negativity, they find it very easily. Those who look for peace and prosperity, they find it and live with it.
When my sister told us that she is going on a cycling trip to Khunjerab pass, I was the one who was the most insecure for her. I was of the thought that it isn’t easy for a girl to walk alone in this society and letting my sister travel alone across such a long distance on a cycle, was a very big thing for me. But when she assured us that she will be safe, and she really wants to go, we finally said yes. Those 9 days were very tough though. Sometimes, we received a call from her and sometimes we didn't. We were very worried about her. I will never forget the day she came back. We were waiting for her at Islamabad Sports Complex, and we weren’t the only ones waiting for them. Many people were there to welcome them back, even media reporters! When they arrived and I saw that she was well and happy, it was an extraordinary feeling. I was so proud that she succeeded in achieving her goal and didn’t let her fear and people’s judgmental comments bring her down. After this experience, as a brother who is very protective of his sister, I want to tell all males: support the females in your family to follow their passion. We need to put our trust in them and become a stepping stone for their success rather than bring them down. Protect them, love them but let them live their lives. They will love you more for it and will make you proud, I guarantee it.
I still remember that beautiful morning 4 years ago when my world turned upside down. At 28, I was diagnosed with 4th stage Hodgkin's lymphoma. Just like that. I didn't share the news with anyone and started getting chemotherapies. In fact, until I lost all my hair, no one around me could even tell that I was not well! There were times when my doctors told me that I don't have more than 30 days to live. There were times when I myself didn't want to live for another 30 seconds. I lost my job (I was a passionate advertiser and a radio broadcaster - did the primetime show at FM100 for 13 years), lost my friends, lost my hobbies, lost my interests, and above all, I lost my own self somewhere along the way. I didn't know if I will make it. Frankly, I felt that death was the easy option. Dealing with cancer pains and the trauma of its treatment was the easy part. Dealing with my own self, my fears, anxieties, worries, financial issues, sense of loss and failure in life, and figuring out how to be myself anymore was the real challenge. Today, after 4 years of constant aggressive cancer treatment that involved multiple surgeries, countless chemotherapies, radiation, and eventually a stem cell transplant, I have conquered cancer. After everything I have gone through, all I want to do is help anyone and everyone who is unable to deal with their reality. More than physical traumas, we all go through emotional hell. There are hundreds of terminally ill children, young men, and women who, due to financial constraints, cannot even get proper treatment. Whatever I earn, I give it to those who cannot afford a single chemotherapy, and their self-esteem doesn't allow them to beg for help. I spend time with cancer patients and help them deal with both the physical and emotional pain. I want to show them it will be okay. They can do it. I just want to make their life better, one day at a time.
I belong to Dir, a rural area in lower KPK. Every step in life has been a challenge for me - I had a physical disability from birth. For the first five years of my life, I was not able to walk at all. My father never let me feel I was letting him down, though. With his love and encouragement as well as treatments, I began to walk with support. My home was my haven. My first real struggle started from the first day of school. My class was on the first floor, and every day, my aunt supported me so that I could reach my classroom. Soon, people came to know I was different and began looking at me with pity. I didn't let that get in my way, though. I did metric, then Fsc, and then BA. It was never easy as I always had trouble going to classes on the first and second floors. My father also passed away during my bachelor's; he was my biggest support. But I didn't want to let his faith in me go to waste, so I kept climbing higher in life; soon, I finished my Masters in Sociology. Now, I am a poet, writer, and a feminist political activist. I work for people with disabilities, as well as females. I am also a member of Peace and Solidarity Council Pakistan and National Forum of Women with Disabilities. You can accomplish anything, only if you don't let hindrances get you down. Try, try again.
"I was 3 years old when my papa died in a car accident, and my mom was left alone with 4 kids. My mom never compromised on our education. I did BCS with flying colors and decided to go abroad for higher education, which is not acceptable in my society. My mom said get married and go with your husband. I said I cannot wait for my husband to change my luck. I managed the documentation secretly with mom's help. After I landed in the UK and started my MS, my paternal family started gossiping about my character in the family, saying that a girl staying abroad all alone can never be a good girl and making false stories to defame my family and me. They discouraged my family so much that they wanted me to come back because they couldn't bear the shame our relatives were bringing them. I wasn't present to clarify myself. When, in fact, it's hard to live abroad. I studied during the day and worked in the evening to pay my bills. Finally, I got my degree. I was among the 3 students who passed and got a degree in first go in a total of 25 students. I was the only girl in my whole class. But still, it wasn't enough; My relatives said that the degree is fake and that I borrowed the gown and am holding just a paper to pose for the graduation photo. I was accused of staying drunk in night clubs, but Alhumdulillah God knows, and I don't need to clarify it to anyone that I was not. I'm back in Pakistan now, and though my family still is on terms with the same relatives but I don't want to see their faces. Those who tried to label me characterless when I was trying to get an education so that I can broaden my horizon and do something in life. Rather than making defaming stories about me publicly so that when I return with flying colors, nobody praised me, I wish my relatives had been proud of me. If my honor is their honor, shouldn't my accomplishment be their accomplishment too?"
I was kidnapped when I was in 8th grade. It happened when I was going to my friend's place for exam preparation. When I woke up, I found myself in an under construction house. Fortunately, there was no one around. I tried to open the door and it opened. I started running as fast as I could. I wasn't familiar with any of the places that passed by. Finally, I found a PCO and called my parents. When they asked me where I am, I gave the phone to the PCO owner. He told my parents that I'm at Samnaabad, Lahore. I was shocked because I was kidnapped from Rawalpindi. It was my good fortune that I was rescued by my family the same day. That incident shaped my whole life as it is my belief that Allah saved me that day so that I do something good and meaningful for the society. Life passed but one day I woke up and realized its not enough. My 18th grade government job wasn't satisfactory. Although it is considered a blessing in Pakistan to have a government job but I left it. When I was leaving it, people told me I was crazy. My response was the same to everyone: I'm not learning anything here and for me, learning and then giving it back to society is more important. I then joined a youth led organization. I'm not earning anything here but I believe that you have your whole life for earning but if you are not satisfied whatever you are doing then you are just wasting your life. I have traveled across Pakistan after joining this campaign; it is fun but more importantly, I'm contributing towards the betterment of society which makes me feel my life is worth it.
It was 1993 when my toddler daughter and I were going to meet my parents after Eid. Near Bagh, we had a severe accident when our van fell from the mountain into the deep valley. Many lives were lost but fortunately my daughter and I survived the crash. At first I was taken to PIMS Islamabad and after getting stabilized, it was suggested that I move to Abbottabad as the hospital there had special treatment facilities for patients like me. That day, I lost my legs. Wheelchair became a part of me. Since then my husband has been my support from the day we got married. He never thought of remarrying after my accident but gave me his shoulder to rely upon. I believe whatever I am today is because of him. It is him who helps me get out of the chair to the car and from the car to the wheelchair. I cannot shift to bed or go to the bathroom by myself, and for last 22 years he did this for me every single day. He has never made me feel disabled. I love him for being the best husband in the whole world! I just pray that everyone find a soulmate who loves them for who they are, and keeps by them through happiness and pain. Becoming disabled, I realized how difficult the life is for other disables out there. Back then there was not much support available for disables, government never actually considered doing something. It was then that I started advocacy for people like me and initially when I use to visit the local minister, they would think of me as someone who came to ask for financial support. With the passage of time, I earned their respect, because I never asked for anything for myself but for other disables only. Now, whenever I go to meet them, they stand up from their chairs in my respect. I am a teacher and I learnt all this through exposure. I worked hard; education and ethics paved my way and taught me to speak up for my rights. Till this date I am proud to say that I have helped countless disables by all means possible.
"Our teacher told us about an exchange program through which you get to go to America on "US state department's scholarship" in class. My friend convinced me to at least try and we applied for the program. To my surprise, I received a letter saying that I had passed the initial stage and that I had to take an English test. Then a group discussion and an interview and a final application. Finally, it was around this time last year when I received my final selection letter for the Youth Exchange and Study Program. I remember I was jumping around the house in excitement. I wasn't sure till the last day how I felt about leaving my home country, my family and my friends for an year but my excitement took over my doubts. Now, I don't regret even a single moment spent in the states. The second family I got in the form of my hosts, the friends I made, the new experiences I had and the accomplishments I achieved make everything worth it. The best feeling was when I successfully gave presentations to around 650 people and changed their views about my country. I would like to say to the young people like me out there: be bold, take risks, go to new places and see your views about the world be changed."
Every time I go back to my home to my friends and family, they crack jokes on my job as a soldier. I am told that it is an easy job unless you are serving in the war zone. You get good salaries, free home and cheap medical treatment and plot by time you retire. What they do not understand are the hardships we go through during our service at army. All the perks we get are no way near to any compensation for our efforts in the rough terrains like Baluchistan, Siachen, Durand Line (Pak-Afghan border) and the entire L.O.C (Line of Control: Indo-Pak border). We stay away from our parents, siblings, children and loved ones for months. Sometimes we are posted at places with no or less cell phone reception or any other communication method. We are trained to be fearless and now even death does not fear us. We have gotten use to of guns, bullets, wounds, blood and death. I was posted in Malam Jabba a few months ago. It is a tourist place and every weekend hundreds of people come here with their families and friends for skiing and vacations. Just try imagining for once how we feel seeing those happy families, while staying thousand miles away from ours.
When I was studying in 5th grade, I started playing football. I got inspired by a senior football player at school. I did my matriculation from Chitral and applied to Islamia College Peshawar on a reserved seat for footballers. To get admitted to Islamia College, I had to prepare hard for the trial, but I couldn't practice during day time as it was Ramadan, so I used to go for practice after Tarahvi and workout till Sehri. After going through a tough selection process, I finally made it to Islamia College. After two years of getting admitted to college, I saw an advertisement in a newspaper of ''Zarai Taraqyati 'Bank' for footballers' trial. I went to the Islamabad sports complex for three days for a trial and got selected to play for ZTBL. That is how I started to play football as a professional. I played my first match as a professional in 2009 against Pak Army, and the first goal in that match was scored by me. After playing for two years with ZTBL, Pakistan football team coach came to meet me and offered to join a camp at ''Football House Lahore''. I accepted it and went to the camp for a month and made it to the national team. I have been to several countries to play football matches. I had to struggle a lot to come to this point in my life. In the beginning, my own family discouraged me, but after observing my passion and performance, they accepted it and started to appreciate me. Everything else just paved the way for me.
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