There was a time my father used to work for nadeem b*bar. To no surprise, the man was an asshole.

He frequently commented on my father's humble background and once sent him back home from a very posh dinner because my father did not know belts are supposed to match shoes.
Their company paid for islamabad club memberships & my father won one. When he went to file paperwork he found out nadeem b*bar had confiscated the coupon. He laughed. Asked my abba what a family like his would do there? Did his kids speak english? Did his wife own "coat shoes"?
These are just the two incidents I know of because when he came home from a dinner we were all so excited he was invited to, we obviously asked him why?

The second because we were SO HAPPY we would get to see a swimming pool in real life! and he had to tell us no, we wouldn't.
There must have been so so much more that my father went through every single day, just to provide an honest and expensive living, better than the one he had, to us.

Now my father is a graceful man with a big heart. He doesn't even mention any of this. But I. I am a petty bitch.
And none of u can imagine the peace in my heart, and the joy in my soul, when i watch Shahzeb Khanzada destroy every fabric of nadeem b*bars professionalism and credibility live on national television every other night. Ahhhhhh. Ansu ajatay hain. Aur dil? bilkul garden garden. ❤️
Deleted the last tweet because it had identifying information and I don't want to doxx my own daddy :(

Basically abba quit and then worked with firangis and made big fat firangi money. 👍🏽 Still no islamabad club membership but my mom now owns at least three coat shoes. 👍🏽
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