A TRUE LOVE Story When I was 14 years old, I lost my mother in an accident. My Dad decided to get married again so that, being a single child, I do not feel the lack of a mother. Since that day, things have never been the same. Growing up as a young lady, I always craved for motherly affection. I felt so lonely. She never became my mother. I was an intelligent student and I used to spend my time studying, reading and writing. When I joined university, I met that guy who told me after two meetings that he fell in love with me. At that time, I was so happy. I had that kind of rosy, bubbly and lovely feeling of being in love. He waited for my answer for a month or so and then I gave in. I said Yes to him and we started meeting often. After two months came Ramadan and we decided to meet only after Eid. On Eid, I got a phone call saying that we should stop everything right here. He didnt give me any explanations and I could not contact him anymore. I was heartbroken, devastated. He betrayed me. This is what came flashing in my mind. I started feeling depressed. I used to cry a lot. I was so happy that at least I will have someone who will love me. I decided to concentrate on my studies. I finished my degree and grabbed a job. After 5 years of studies and job, dad told me that its high time to get married or at least agree to the idea of wedding. (I used to feel very irritated about the idea of love or wedding I never attended a wedding, however close the bride or groom might be. I remember I used to stop talking to friends who would get into a relationship. In short, I could not stand the display of affection and love anymore). One day, I got home later than usual. I saw a car parked outside. But I didnt even care to enquire who that was. Later Dad told me that a friend of his came with a proposal for his son. I refused instantly. After a few days, I agreed to meet the boy because Dad insisted. And there he was. The guy who fell in love about 6 years ago. I had tears in my eyes. The first thing I asked him was, why did you leave me then? He answered that during Ramadhan, he used to read a lot about Islam and he found out the sin we were committing and did not want me to sin along with him. He broke up with me and prayed to Allah sincerely. He didnt even know that the girl was me.Tomorrow is our 3rd anniversary and the 1st birthday of our princess. There is one thing I learnt: Everything happens for the best. If it didnt happen now, it means it will happen in a better way later. You just have to be patient. ~Leyla
Posted on: Mon, 03 Feb 2014 15:02:44 +0000
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