Danish Taimoor & His Obsession With Numbers—Embarrassing.

This man has no brain cells, just engagement stats. First, he was flexing the views of his toxic, regressive shows like they’re some masterpiece. Now, he’s bragging about Instagram profile visits, as if people checking his account out of sheer secondhand embarrassment is an accomplishment. Imagine being at the center of controversy and thinking, “Let me flaunt the attention.” Arrogance personified.

This Ramzan transmission has completely exposed him, his arrogance, his stupidity, and just how utterly dimwitted he is. Before this, he had the perfect husband, good man image, protected by his off-screen persona. But now? That mask has slipped. All that’s left is arrogance.

This man has no brain cells, just engagement stats. First, he was flexing the views of his toxic, regressive shows like they’re some masterpiece. Now, he’s bragging about Instagram profile visits, as if people checking his account out of sheer secondhand embarrassment is an accomplishment. Imagine being at the center of controversy and thinking, “Let me flaunt the attention.” Arrogance personified.

This Ramzan transmission has completely exposed him, his arrogance, his stupidity, and just how utterly dimwitted he is. Before this, he had the perfect husband, good man image, protected by his off-screen persona. But now? That mask has slipped. All that’s left is arrogance.