This is a true story of a woman who bore hardships with patience and hardships in her life that made her faith stronger.
Waseela baji would come to our house occasionally (during Eids and parties) to help my mom clean-up and complete other chores. Her grandmother, aunts, and mother had been old servants of our family. Despite being close friends with Waseela baji, I did not know much about her life. All I knew was that she belonged to a poor family and lived with her mother, sister, step-father, and a little step-brother whom she loved a lot.
She was educated, well-mannered and knew everything from stitching to cooking, and other necessary household works. She was pretty and modest, but her right foot looked somewhat scary because of an accident that she had faced in her past. Now she was getting married to a noble and loving person and she was happy with her life.
A few months back when she visited us, I was sitting in my bedroom with my diary and pen wondering what my next story should be. She was dusting the room at that time and seeing me worried she asked: “Why don’t you write true stories of people around you? Write my autobiography, for instance.”
Finally, the day arrived when I had to go to Karachi by bus and that had brought me immense joy! However this is the time when the accident happened that changed my life.
I was curious already so I promised to write so. Thus, she began telling her life story.
“We are four siblings. I am the oldest. Many years ago, when we were kids, our parents separated. Some time after the divorce, both my parents got married separately and brought us a step-mother and a step-father, and also step-siblings. This was a shock for all of us, and what more was, we kids were decided to be distributed between the two new families!
At first, I was sent to my father’s family but the situation there was terrible. My step-mother could not bear me and was pretty harsh. Later, I was sent to my mother with my sister; where I was not accepted either. My step-father was unkind and used to scold us a lot. We could do nothing except to pray to Almighty Allah to help us in our tough times. Allah, the Ar-Raheem, listened to us and made a soft corner in our step-father’s heart. He not only accepted us, but became kind and affectionate. He helped with my admission into a college and bore my fees and necessities.
A few months later, my mother was going to Karachi for groceries and I insisted to accompany her because visiting Karachi had always been my great wish. On my mother’s strict refusal, I was heart-broken. Seeing my misery, my grandmother allowed me to go with her the next time she goes there.
We could do nothing except to pray to Almighty Allah to help us in our tough times. Allah, the Ar-Raheem, listened to us and made a soft corner in our step-father’s heart. He not only accepted us, but became kind and affectionate.
Finally, the day arrived when I had to go to Karachi by bus and that had brought me immense joy! However this is the time when the accident happened that changed my life. My grandmother got off the bus first, and then I did. Unfortunately, when the bus moved, it went on my left foot I screamed at the bus driver to move his bus. He was horrified and he instantly moved back. A lot of people had gathered at the stop by then and my old grandmother was so fear-stricken that she could not decide whom to call for help. I had fainted by then and some kind people took me to the nearest hospital.
My parents were called and my uncle’s family reached there too. Everybody was scared and my family went on crying. They all contributed towards my operation. Alhumdulillah after the operation and stitches, my foot healed and I could walk again. However, these ugly marks on my foot and being questioned by whoever sees this still reminds me of that accident and the pain I went through.
Now I have joined an Islamic centre where I teach and learn as well. We have Islamic lectures and group discussions. I have also done a short course on English language and have completed my intermediate education. Almighty Allah has blessed me a lot and I am very happy with my life. He has helped me out in every problem and has guided me whenever I asked Him to.”
Waseela baji is married now and settled in Oman with her husband. This is how Allah bestowed His bounties on her as a reward for her patience and gratefulness. May Allah bless her in this life and hereafter and May He showers His bounties on them. Ameen.