Jot It Down By Aina

Credits: Jot It Down By Aina The human urge to exert authority is far greater than his value of morals. You can quite literally sense a sharp-witted, quintessential authoritative individual from one who is under the authority itself. When you talk with someone influential, you ought to do so with respect because you are made aware of their prominence.  You are helpless right now; had you had the authority, you would turn the tables, won't you? That way, the way they are inducing problems for you, you would do the same to them, even worse if conceivable. Now that is authority. The way an individual is treated strictly according to their authority in unreal if you look at it; how you feel a commitment to well-wish someone in command, and the need to brush off anyone under you. I reckon this post is very much but a proper one, but I feel the need to put this out, to however much of an audience I can.  Just because you have power over someone, does not mean you own them. Authority is l

If you do not speak against oppression, you are a part of it.  Credits: Jot It Down By Aina Never Again is happening again, and no one is talking about it. Muslims of Uyghur are being subjected to genocide. It is the largest captivity of an ethnoreligious community since the Holocaust.  Before the denigration of my article,  read the Ink Stone's publication about what Chinese government officials have to say about it in the State Council.  To put it politely, Muslims of Uyghur are 'trapped' in concentration camps. They are exposed to all forms of brainwashing and torture. One of the few Uyghur Muslims, Qelbinur Sidik narrates to having witness firsthand violence and brutality on the other side of the so-called 'transformation through re-education' camps . Muslim women, even men are subjected to sexual abuse, including rape and molestation. Should they attempt to protect themselves from humiliation, they would be further reported. In camps, they are forced to go aga

Credits: Jot It Down By Aina On the night of Wednesday, 9th September 2020 on the Lahore-Sialkot motorway, took place a horrific gang-rape of a woman in front of her children. The country boiled with anger as the details of the gang-rape emerged the news on Thursday.  The victim was accompanied by her three children when their car stalled in the Gujjarpura neighborhood, where Motorway Police is not deployed, as it ran out of fuel. She called her relative and sent him her location on the motorway. When the relative managed to reach the motorway, he saw her terror-stricken and bloodstains on her clothes. He saw her vehicle windowpanes had also been broke. The two armed men attacked her; one struck the car with clubs, and the other held them hostage at gunpoint, the woman reported to the police. The attackers took the woman and her children to a forested area nearby and gang-raped her. The woman was later robbed of Rs100,000 cash, gold jewelry pieces, a bracelet, her car registration card

She started feeling dizzy, with the overwhelming feeling that the universe had changed course over the last hour. Picture credit: @heatherz on Unsplash. Alana was sitting on the bleak seats of the London Underground, with three other grim-looking people in the same compartment. It was 08 17, and Alana had to reach her office at 08 45 to be exact, and she was already yearning to take the train back home. Today the ride to her office was still, though not a very loud person she liked the chitter-chatter and veiled bickering of random people while traveling to work in the mornings. Observing the tranquil environment around her, she glanced at her black strap watch and noticed that it was 08 30 now, and the train was about to stop at the next station in five minutes, from where she had to walk to her workplace. She assembled all her belongings which she had spread on the seat next to her and attempted to stand up when her heel slipped, and watch hit the pole. She was flustered, and her fac

I am a Karachiite, and this is my cry for help. I am beyond pissed over the current situation of my city; Karachi has never yelled for help more than this. Thursday marked the third day of heavy rain in Karachi, and it shattered the 89-year-old record for the city. What I am here to rant about is that why do we have to suffer at the hands of the irresponsible officials?  Over fifty residents died in Karachi in four days; there are multiple videos uploaded on social media showing the horrible conditions Karachi is going through right now. Now, I get that it does not rain in Karachi that often, but it has now, and it is the responsibility of the people in charge of the city to make proper arrangements for the residents.  Courtesy: Express News. Courtesy: SAMAA Digital. Karachi gives out the largest quota of taxes to the Pakistani government but still has to suffer at its hands. Take a look at other major tax-generating cities of Pakistan, when a spell of rain occurs, such dreadful occurr

 “You transformed into her. Who knew you would do our mother better than even herself.” Credits: @/ainasx  (me) on Wattpad. Blythe was the ideal person to be friends with. She was the most selfless person one could know; with her vivacious personality, she could befriend almost anyone she wanted to. Blythe was known for her undeniably likely character and her nature to be there for anyone that was in dire need. She had deep-set eyes of the color hazel, and a tint of pink always seemed to make its way up her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her face was the brightest at any time of the day and miraculously glowed at night. She was currently going to Columbia University majoring in Psychology and residing at the dorms at her university. She was in the last year of her bachelor’s degree in Psychology at Columbia University, at the age of 22. She had a big friend group at the Broadway Hall and was very interactive with other students in her classes. Every girl at the dorms would greet

Freedom has to edge within established limits; it shall have to function within the extent of fixed principles – principles that have been inaugurated by people of the society themselves. Freedom stands for something considerable than just the right to act upon an opportunity for life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Unquestionably, freedom does mean the right to do as one pleases – to think, believe, speak, move about, gather, and generally act as you choose – until your choices infringe on other people. Picture credit: @/jr_morannn on Unsplash. A natural right that humans have from their birth is freedom; it is not something that can be envisioned or held. Freedom is to make respect certain and not just to live with liberty. All societies define freedom in ways they feel appropriate. Making sure that others' freedom, dignity, and emotions are not harmed, a liberal can express his thoughts without fear. Creative minds thrive in nations where liberty of emotion, thought, bel