June 6, 2026 Karachi is a lot today. It is hot, tense, and moving fast. A massive fire just ripped through Gulshan-i-Iqbal. Seeing photos of 100 homes—just completely gone—is heavy. It started from a cooking cylinder blowout near Tayyab Goth. Thankfully, everyone got out alive, but people lost everything, including their rickshaws and bikes. The traffic around Block-9 is a total nightmare because of the emergency trucks. On top of that, gold prices absolutely cratered today. Dropped by over 12,000 rupees in a single day. People are scrambling at the markets. Meanwhile, Clifton is packed because the Urs of Abdullah Shah Ghazi just kicked off, so the area around the shrine is completely alive with crowds. Oh, and I had a brief mix-up earlier about the Orangi Town tragedy. The court gave the police two days to question the husband today, but the actual crime happened on Thursday. Good reality check to keep the timeline straight. It is just one of those days where the city feels incredibly overwhelming.
I have 3 verbal exams back to back in 2 days and I have bearly studied for one. This whole week I've been so burned out that I couldn't bring myself to do anything and now even though I'm freaking out I can hardly force myself to sit down and study and nothing sticks to my brain no matter what I do
i hate myself. i hate the everything about myself. theres a strong contradiction between the way i present myself and the way i actually think or am. i hate both. i cant help anyone and it seems like everything i do makes getting happier or making others happier harder. i dont even know what im supposed to do. i wish i was a genuine person, a good person without trying. i try so hard but i still fail.