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Have you noticed fashion of Massies, how they carry themselves? Some women reported that their *massies *are more *malkan *in appearance.
some feel insecure that maasi are daaling doras on their masoom husbands
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Many of those massian come from poor villages, and city life attract them so much and that is why they turned into nakhreeli massi. But to whom you going to blame, because whoever hire them also uthaying nakhra too.
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:omg:
Maid/Masi chahiay fori subha 10 sham 4 bajay ghar kay kam kay liay - Karachi - Babysitter - Nanny
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Haseena is my cousin’s old maid. Yesterday, hours before Aftaar she is frying The Pakoras while I in the kitchen stand over the chopping board with a knife in my hand and a packs of imported carrot, olives, radish, cucumber, chilies, and other food items. i am chopping, dicing and preparing them for the salad, snacks and dip sauces (Chathnee and Raita) to be served to over a quarter hundred close relatives for an Aftaar and dinner. The kitchen is buzzing with activity, filled with delicious aromas and soothing sounds of laughter as we exchange jokes, pass comments while working and enjoying in a festive mood. The only person who is totally mute, and has remained completely ignored, as if never existed, surrounded by a deafening silence, is Haseena.
But her silence breaks when my five year old niece, enters the kitchen and pipes up at the old maid, “App nay Eid ka shopping kerlee ?” ( ” Have you done your shopping for Eid ? ” ). Haseena sighs, the activities is the room insensitively continue, traces of tears appear in her eyes, with a weary smile she says “Yes my dear child, I have”. “What did you buy for your grand daughter Nazoo ?” My niece asked her another question, but this time she couldn’t keep herself contained anymore, removing the last few pakoras out of the fryer she bursts involuntarily into tears, and collapses right there on the floor. My knives stops halfway into the expensive baby carrots, soon everyone is trying to console her while she narrates the misery she is going through.
The old maid had only one daughter, she married her off some seven years back at the age of 19. In in the years her daughter produced four children (all girls), they were living a happy couple until a year and a half back her husband married another younger women, her daughter sill wanted to compromise but the little earnings the man brought home were not enough for everyone and soon his new wife was expecting, the expenses increased and when his new baby was born her husband decided to let go of his older wife. Haseena’s daughter was divorced and sent back to her mothers home along with her four children.
But the story doesn’t end here, it was soon discovered that Haseena’s daughter was expecting again, Her daughter was beaten up badly, and was raped by her husband the night before she received her divorce. Now Haseena’s daughter is due is a few months.
Although her daughters medical expenses are taken care of by a gynecologist the old mother works for but still by the end of the day there are four children and an expecting mother to provide food and take care of and it is often that there is not much for all of them to share.
Haseena worries how her daughter will manage to take care of her five children alone, She is already wearing of old age, she definitely won’t be able to contribute to the family for much longer. She says she will try marring her daughter to another man yet again if luck is on her side.
Moments after her story ends, the red baby carrots and green little olives are again getting sliced and chopped under my swift knife, the kitchen soon resumes to its lively activities, the festivities continue the only issue at hand is to get a pair of sandals for my five year old niece from Tariq road.
** Haseena’s story has changed nothing in the world. Haseena has always been there in our lives, doing our dirty laundries, helping us in the kitchen, assisting our children at shopping malls and parties, Haseena has always been telling her story but yet she goes always unnoticed unheard of. She does not exist, she never did.**
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They might be elites. no?
Not all
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Have you noticed fashion of Massies, how they carry themselves? Some women reported that their *massies *are more *malkan *in appearance.
Just because their circumstances forced them to go house to house and work doesn't mean they can't have a sense of fashion or a proper way of carrying themselves.
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For making whatever my heart desires exactly when it desires 