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Entry: Saturday, March 7, 2026 – 3:45 AM Location: Gulistan-e-Johar, Block 15 I can't sleep. I keep refreshing the news, and every headline feels like a punch to the stomach. While everyone here in Karachi is worrying about the price of petrol or what to wear to the next dholki, my heart is thousands of miles away in Baku. My fiancé is right there at Western Caspian University. The news is terrifying. They’re saying Iranian drones hit the airport in Nakhchivan just yesterday. Azerbaijan has evacuated its diplomats from Tehran. The military is on high alert. Even though Baku is a few hundred kilometers from where the drones hit, the whole country feels like it’s holding its breath. I messaged him an hour ago. He said things in Baku are "tense but okay," but how can I believe that? He’s there to study, to build a future for us, and now he’s caught in the middle of a geopolitical nightmare. I’m sitting here in the safety of Block 15, hearing the faint sound of the Fajr azan starting, and I’ve never felt more helpless. What if the borders close? What if the flights are canceled? What if this escalates while he’s just trying to get to his morning lectures? I’m supposed to be "strong Mushk," but right now, I’m just a girl terrified for the person she loves. I want to tell him to just come home, but I know it's not that simple. His degree, his hard work... everything is there. Please, let him be safe. Let this be over.