Ah, university girls’ sports are nothing less than a live comedy show mixed with a dash of competition. Picture this: the match starts with all the girls looking super serious, hair tied up like professional athletes, shoes laced tightly, and faces full of determination. But the moment the referee blows the whistle, chaos begins! Instead of passing the ball, someone screams because her shoelace opened, another one is busy adjusting her dupatta, and one girl is yelling at her bestie for not running fast enough. When it’s cricket, the bowler throws the ball like she’s tossing onions in the kitchen, and the batter swings the bat with such force that she nearly spins herself around. The fielders? Half of them are chasing the ball, while the other half are just waving at their friends in the audience. And of course, there’s always that one girl who becomes “coach”

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😂🌝❤️🥺 The beauty of my university is something that cannot be explained in just one word—it is a full comedy show wrapped in a campus. From the moment you step in, you realize this is not just an institution; it’s a reality drama with free background sound effects provided by honking bikes and students arguing over assignments. The trees in our campus are so loyal that even in autumn they refuse to shed leaves, maybe because they know our gardeners are on permanent vacation. The architecture of the university is no less than a puzzle game. Every building looks the same, so if you enter one wrong door, congratulations—you just joined a random class of economics while searching for the chemistry lab. The walls have their own beauty too; decorated with “permanent artwork"

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Socho zara! Shadi ki umar aa chuki hai, ghar wale har waqt rishtay ka topic chhed detay hain, aur mai khud bacho k sath park me masti kar rahi hoti hoon. Jab mai slide pe chadhti hoon to bachay niche se chillatay hain: “Aunty zara dheere, slide toot jayegi!” aur mai hans kar kehti hoon, “Aunty kahan? Abhi to mai abhi bhi young aur fresh hoon.” Lekin phir mirror wali lake me apna reflection dekhti hoon to samajh aata hai ke shayad un bacho ka point valid hai. Swing pe baith kar mai full jhoolay leti hoon, aur bachay mujhe push karte hain, jese ap

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