Life as I see it

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This is the story of my life and I don’t know yet what I am going to do with it once its finished, or even if I would finish it, just like everything else in my life at the moment.

Submitted: January 17, 2018

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A lot of questions in life remain unanswered. There have been a few questions in my life too, that have not yet been answered. At this point in life, I often think its best if I don’t ever find the answers to those questions because the answer might hurt even more than the curiosity of the question. One of them being; why abbu left me when I needed him the most? And if he were there at that time would I be where I am now?

The other question my friends, I will put in front of you as we go ahead in this story. This is the story of my life and I don’t know yet what I am going to do with it once its finished, or even if I would finish it, just like everything else in my life at the moment.

I have been born and brought up in an educated and liberal family, or so I thought. The reality hit me hard in the face one night when I was told about my marriage. I was getting married to my cousin in a few weeks and I was the last one to find out about this. Not all surprises are pleasant, I found out that day.

To this day, I am unable to understand what I am more angry at? The fact that I have not been asked about the proposal as I had expected them to do or the shock of finding out that my beloveds are not as open minded as I had thought they were. Or the series of events that followed after I got married?

In the next few chapters, I will narrate to you my whole life to date and the confusion, anxiety and depression that I have been through and still going through (for slightly different reasons now than before). I don’t expect you to help me out because I have learned it the hard way that no one except Allah can help anyone. I just want your guidance or opinion on what can be done now. This brings me to the next question that I have been unable to find an answer to; there must be a purpose to my (or anyone in a similar situation)’s life? Life cannot just be about household chores and a minimum paying basic job. There are millions of people who are living a miserable life all over the world. Are we as Muslims not supposed to help them? But then how would a person like me, a loser who could not help herself can help anyone else?  

My writing is not funny, its not a meme on Facebook or a funny video on WhatsApp, so I know not a lot of people will be interested, but everyone is entitled to use this forum of social media as they want to so I will do the same. I am not the one to post status updates or upload photos or even participate in group chats because I am done with it. My story is just the story of an ordinary Pakistani girl and if you read/follow it, some of you might be able to save yourself or the girls around you from similar situation. 


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