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Someone ask from my heart ♥ (1)
We all have different journeys and everyone has thier own life story.
I would like to tell u my story.
I was 20 at that time, when marriage proposals started knocking our doors. I was not much into it, as I felt I was not ready for it. My focus was to complete my studies successfully. That was my plan, but things turned out differently. There was a marriage proposal: the son of my mum's cousin. They called my mum from Azamgarh UP, that they are Interested. My mum told me about it, but i told her that firstly i dont want to marry and secondly he is not my type. So she refused them. But somehow they kept asking and started involving other family members to convince us to accept the proposal. I asked my parents to inform them, that they should respect and accept my decision. For a while, i thought they will understand it, but they kept calling my mum. Somehow my mum came in this family pressure and accepted the proposal without my acceptance. After that i had long discussions with my parents and requested them to break off the so called "engagement" But they kept saying, that nothing can be changed. They gave their word. My depression phase started. I told my friends about this matter. They adviced me to leave the home instead of going into a forced marriage. I knew, if i would leave, i will lose my family. i started praying constantly tahajud and nafals(Types of Namaz) by asking Allah to find a way to get me out of this situation. One year passed and we had to fly to Azamgarh UP. I still hoped that a miracle will happen.but nothing happened.
The nikkah was done.I start asking myself, why has Allah not helped me out? Were all my prayers wasted? Why was he punishing me by doing this? There he was the man with whom i had to share my life. That imagination was unbearable. As there was only 1 week we had to spend together, i start finding excuses to not get physical with him. I felt relived that the week passed quickly and returned to Mumbai. When we came back, He used to call my dad and requesting him to talk with your friend and tell him about my transfer in Mumbai.I had no plan at that time, how to proceed with this relation or how to get out of it. The depression has gone from bad to worse. It made me so unhappy to be married to someone whom i even dont like. Thats what i never dreamt of. I always wished for a happy marriage, to spend my life with whom i love. months passed and he got the Transfer In Mumbai.I start finding excuses not get physical with him. One day he got angry by listening my excuses and slapped me hard that hit me on the floor. I stood up, i told him if he will slap me again or try to force me for anything, i will call the police. I decided that i dont want to live with him anymore and filled the divorce. Means he had to leave back to Azamgarh. All the families got informed about my decision and start avoiding me. I felt happy and unhappy at the same time. Happy that finally i am going to be out of this relation and unhappy that my parents stopped talking to me. l always wished that i could share this happiness with my parents. All what i needed at that phase was their support, but i had to go through alone.
to be continue.......
@sagar1725 @Atulpurohit @aakash @preciousplum @mk_writer @shewrites @Hannah13 @basant5707
© ASZaidu
I would like to tell u my story.
I was 20 at that time, when marriage proposals started knocking our doors. I was not much into it, as I felt I was not ready for it. My focus was to complete my studies successfully. That was my plan, but things turned out differently. There was a marriage proposal: the son of my mum's cousin. They called my mum from Azamgarh UP, that they are Interested. My mum told me about it, but i told her that firstly i dont want to marry and secondly he is not my type. So she refused them. But somehow they kept asking and started involving other family members to convince us to accept the proposal. I asked my parents to inform them, that they should respect and accept my decision. For a while, i thought they will understand it, but they kept calling my mum. Somehow my mum came in this family pressure and accepted the proposal without my acceptance. After that i had long discussions with my parents and requested them to break off the so called "engagement" But they kept saying, that nothing can be changed. They gave their word. My depression phase started. I told my friends about this matter. They adviced me to leave the home instead of going into a forced marriage. I knew, if i would leave, i will lose my family. i started praying constantly tahajud and nafals(Types of Namaz) by asking Allah to find a way to get me out of this situation. One year passed and we had to fly to Azamgarh UP. I still hoped that a miracle will happen.but nothing happened.
The nikkah was done.I start asking myself, why has Allah not helped me out? Were all my prayers wasted? Why was he punishing me by doing this? There he was the man with whom i had to share my life. That imagination was unbearable. As there was only 1 week we had to spend together, i start finding excuses to not get physical with him. I felt relived that the week passed quickly and returned to Mumbai. When we came back, He used to call my dad and requesting him to talk with your friend and tell him about my transfer in Mumbai.I had no plan at that time, how to proceed with this relation or how to get out of it. The depression has gone from bad to worse. It made me so unhappy to be married to someone whom i even dont like. Thats what i never dreamt of. I always wished for a happy marriage, to spend my life with whom i love. months passed and he got the Transfer In Mumbai.I start finding excuses not get physical with him. One day he got angry by listening my excuses and slapped me hard that hit me on the floor. I stood up, i told him if he will slap me again or try to force me for anything, i will call the police. I decided that i dont want to live with him anymore and filled the divorce. Means he had to leave back to Azamgarh. All the families got informed about my decision and start avoiding me. I felt happy and unhappy at the same time. Happy that finally i am going to be out of this relation and unhappy that my parents stopped talking to me. l always wished that i could share this happiness with my parents. All what i needed at that phase was their support, but i had to go through alone.
to be continue.......
@sagar1725 @Atulpurohit @aakash @preciousplum @mk_writer @shewrites @Hannah13 @basant5707
© ASZaidu
