oh just great!


You are being stalked-start of the problem.

You endure your privacy violation/invasion silently.

You take your mum in confidence-she’s supportive.

The stalker calls again-your mum talks and tells him to stop-great!

Your brother gives you anger phlegm.

Your dad tells you to shut off the mobile at home-as if that would solve anything when you go back to university!

Great-just great!!!

Your brother wants you to break the sim immediately-Okay,thats enough!

You trust your family to support you in such situations and not turn against you in a way-who needs that?

Then you finally decide-they are not to make the final decisions-its your life,your choices.They are welcome to give opinions-but not to impose them on you.

Some of you may have strong reasons to oppose me.I respect that-but I can’t even think of my life being controlled by someone.

 

P.S:You are welcome to share your opinions here too 🙂

. . . . but whose suffering is it?


It isn’t my secret to hide or to disclose.I thought I’d never see her again-ever.But when exactly did the life ever go the way you expect it to?

Fear didn’t leave me for the whole night.Ghosts and demons of doubt and worry never left my side for even a moment.What was happening,and why?She was a very good friend.In fact one who was close to my heart.We grew up together and shared most of our secrets and little fears of childhood.We studied and stayed in hostel together.I’ve always known her to have a strong sense of right and wrong.She loved her family and me-as I her.

My heart still refuses to accept that SHE of all people could do this,no matter what the circumstances.

Leaving her home and beloved family,without even a word and not a penny on her-that certainly wasn’t the most brilliant idea that ever crossed her mind.I know I could be a pigheaded person sometimes and if anyone had the potential to do it,it was me.But I know even if I have the potential to do it,I would never betray my family like this-I would never cower-I would never leave the battlefield without giving it my best.Its not in me to give up so easily because I’m a warrior inside.While she left without a backward glance-as if she planned never to return.Now that I look on the matter again,I realise how difficult it is on children when their parents fight in front of them in their every waking moment.

Thanks to Allah she is back safe and sound but the scars of wounds that rendered her depression and made her take such big step would never cease to exist.

She suffered everyday and so did her siblings and her mother’s family and her father’s family.But who was responsible for all this and when was it going to end?

People,your family is like a chain,each member its one link.intact though it may seem but there is always a place of attachment that is weaker than the other parts of each link-and its that weaker part that determines how intact you are and how many deathblows you can endure.Save it before its too late for you!

As for her story-I guess,whose suffering it was,we’ll never know!