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Spotted in Muzaffargarh. This is called Kachnaar. I don't know what is the exact name of this plant in English. It is a fuchsia coloured flower that grows on trees. The buds can be cooked before they fully blossom. What fascinated me the most was obviously the colour and the intricate shape of the flower.

#flowers #travel

#travel #personal

Let me tell you a super fun story about this picture. I went out for lunch with a friend. Walked to this restaurant in the crazy hot weather, got cat called on our way (by an uncle, imagine our horror) and were absolutely famished by the time we got there. We ordered pasta. The waiter seemed a bit lost but we weren't expecting him to completely mess up our order. He brought us chicken wrapped in something. It took us a while to realize there was no pasta in there. We couldn't see it on the plate but we thought maybe it was stuffed in the chicken (I don't know?!) We didn't find any pasta stuffed inside the chicken or hiding under the mashed potatoes or behind the pile of vegetables. Once we had poked our forks through everything on the plate and had eaten quite a bit of it, we concluded it was the wrong dish. We called the guy and asked him 'We can't find any pasta in it. Did you forget it in a hurry? Or is this the wrong dish?' And the guy took one look at our plate (we had already started of course because food) and was like, it is an entree you paindu girls with no culinary sense (I might be exaggerating here). We told him that although we had eaten quite a bit of it but it wasn't what we had ordered and we actually wanted pasta. So that polite guy got us complimentary pasta that was made in a hurry and was so bad that we didn't have it anyway. Also, we didn't have loose change to leave a tip so I asked the waiter to get that for us. So sophisticated. Like aunty level.

#food #personal #lunch stories

silly-luv

There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything

Luna Adriana (via mariannapaige)

rereedingmaterials

When we express ourselves through writing, we are able to subconsciously regulate our levels of anxiety, fear, and sadness.

The Effect of Poetry on the Brain

(http://www.psych2go.net/26341/)

theijeoma-deactivated20180827

The day your education makes you roll your eyes at your father. The day your exposure makes you call your own mother uncivilized, the day your amazing foreign degrees make you cringe as your driver speaks pidgin english, may you never forget your grandfather was a farmer from Oyo state who never understood english.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo, for the foreign educated returnee (via surprisemoi)

This is so important.

brig-124

My 3rd grade teacher once told me to read the books that are the the most damaged on the outside because you can tell by the damage its been read by a lot of people, and there’s usually a great story on the inside. This advice hasn’t failed me yet.

My friend, S, one of the most genuine people I have ever met, sent me this quote in the morning. I can relate to it on so many levels because I always try to question my feelings and keep telling myself that I must not feel this way, or this isn't right. I guess all of us have been there at some point.

"Stop minimizing and discounting your feelings. You have every right to feel the way you do. Your feelings may not always be logical, but they are always valid. Because if you feel something, then you feel it and it’s real to you. It’s not something you can ignore or wish away. It’s there, gnawing at you, tugging at your core, and in order to find peace, you have to give yourself permission to feel whatever it is you feel. You have to let go of what you’ve been told you “should” or “shouldn’t” feel. You have to drown out the voices of people who try to shame you into silence. You have to listen to the sound of your own breathing and honor the truth inside you. Because despite what you may believe, you don’t need anyone’s validation or approval to feel what you feel. Your feelings are inherently right and true. They’re important and they matter — you matter — and it is more than okay to feel what you feel. Don’t let anyone, including yourself, convince you otherwise." —Daniell Koepke

#quotes #daniell koepke

oliverswinford-deactivated20190

You don’t meet people by accident.

No, you don’t. I promise. (via ambermozo)

upworthy

hemingsways-deactivated20230712

fourteendrawings

May you pick up your tea when it’s exactly the right temperature, and may you happen to glance out the window when the light is just how you like it.

Casual Blessings (via fourteendrawings) this is the sweetest thing I’ve ever read. (via eevee-morgan)

tickatocka

i aspire to be one of those people who are known for always smelling good and treating people kindly

Charging my laptop in the kitchen like a boss because I can’t find the extension and the microwave’s socket is the only possible alternative at this ungodly hour.

Also. I discovered, to my utter delight (read mortifying horror) that the wi fi only works in my parents bedroom and in the kitchen.

Oh joy.

But I’m home <3 I cannot complain :)

#personal

I’m just tired. Plain exhausted. I can’t see where I am going with my life and it seems like everybody else just knows. Maybe they do or maybe they are just as uncertain as I am but they are really good at handling the feeling of uncertainty.

Whatever the case, I basically feel like shit at the moment.

And top it off with realizations that life isn't that simple and people are not what they seem to be - thank you real world for shattering my rose-colored lens and blinding me with pain. Literally.