In a world where glass ceilings are as rife as potholes and flat-earth theorists, it's irresistibly charming and refreshing to see someone set her sights on the sky -- quite literally. Heads up, people! Today we honor Marium Mukhtiar, Pakistan’s first female fighter pilot martyr, a woman who took ‘aiming high’ to celestial levels and strike down the stereotype that women can't park. Right, fellows, because crashing a plane is notably easier than parallel parking! Evidently, Marium wasn't one to abide by the timeless classic phrase, ‘Women should be seen and not heard.’ Instead, she chose an unfathomably louder vehicle - a Pakistan Air Force (PAF) FT-7PG. I mean, seriously, why insist on being seen elegantly promenading down the ramp of a fashion show when you can blast through the sound barrier in a snarling hunk of steel? Marium clearly didn’t get the memo that girls and engines just don't mix. Nor did she feel the need to comply with what seems like rule number one in the Big Book of Being a Woman; having an unfathomable attachment to shoes. Instead, Marium chose the less conventional route of trade-offs - a pair of combat boots over Louboutins, an aircraft over a handbag, and an airbase over a kitchen. Cookbook recipes? Nah. F-7PG schematics, please! Why follow the sexist path of convention when you can make trails in the open blue, right? After all, the world does need its fair share of unconventional wisdom. You might think that piloting a fighter jet through the skies is akin to taking a Ferrari on a joyride down the streets – obviously perilous. But not for our sky-high ambitionist, oh no, no, no. For her, the term "face your fears" was just a polite invitation to dance with death at 30,000 feet. Speaking of dancing with death, it seems only fair to speak of her unfortunate demise at the hands of an unruly aircraft that failed to adhere to societal constructs of gravity – because laws, as we know, are indeed pliable (cough cough, thermodynamics). But then again, Marium was hardly an advocate for sticking with the norm now, was she? Now, is it a tragedy that Marium didn’t survive her plummet to the earth in the minatory burst of a crashing aircraft? Hold your sympathy! Remember, she was the sassy soul who signed up willingly for this cosmic ballet, who eagerly traded off mascara strokes for missile strikes. Don’t be fooled by her starry-eyed dreams; this girl was made of grit, iron, and a pinch of cosmic stardust. Ultimately, Marium Mukhtiar was a trailblazer in her own right, the perfect archetype for the adage, ‘rules are made to be broken.’ While others were content with cracking the glass ceiling, Marium was wrecking the glass cockpit, and with it, societal norms, stereotypes, and an archaic mindset. All in a day's work for a pioneering female fighter pilot, I suppose. To conclude, ladies and gents, here's to Marium and her unprecedented high-flying aspirations — the fearless figure who tore through the vanilla sky not just in an attempt at an atmospheric exit, but to demonstrate that 'the sky's the limit' is quite a flimsy argument when you're piloting a supersonic jet. If nothing else, she did model the latest trend in gender equality:samurai swords are passé, it's jet fighters now. Truly, an inspiration to us all.