Hate from evil
In life, we learn a lot of things too late. Something similar happened to a friend of mine. Anum was crying bitterly when she told her granddaughter. I was silent on hearing his story, too. Sometimes words seem less comforting. Listen to the story of Anum orally. The difference between good and bad is said to be in our homes from the very beginning.
Some parents explain the difference between good and evil as an example of a good and bad man. The same was the case with me, but the difference was that I did not learn to distinguish between good and evil. That's why, as I grew up, my thinking started to distance me from the people around me. Even if a friend of mine had done evil to someone, I would have separated from him in an intangible way. As I grew up, I felt that my family was also suffering from many evils. My father, my mother, and all my siblings seemed to be suffering from some evil. I began to suffer from loneliness slowly. I saw in every human being the evil of good.
My parents began to be disturbed by my thinking and way of life. My mother tried to explain to me, and I insulted her instead, saying that she was lying and being hidden.
How can a person who practices relationships tell others how to build relationships? Mom walked out of the room with tears in her eyes in sadness. I felt no remorse for what I did. I have done my BA(postgraduate degree). I had no friends. My parents saw only one way to get rid of my rudeness, they fixed my marriage. Seeing the parents' stubbornness, I agreed. But the same problem came to pass on to my father-in-law.
One person after another opened up on me with his evil. I started hating him again. The worst thing that happened was that my husband started hating me. It was evil that he would treat me with great respect and love in front of others, but in one case his tone would have changed, I interpreted his evil as hypocrisy. He was a braggart, he wanted to confirm to me by expressing his goodness to others, I told the truth and started insulting him in front of everyone. Things were very small, but they grew. I was angry and came to Mecca. He was not ready to sit in, nor was he ready to turn into.
Six months later, my daughter was born. My husband divorced me and gave me a daughter too. My parents were extremely upset because of me. I find their anxiety meaningless. My mother tried to explain to me the extent that man's sins. Every man has some faults. Complete salvation from evil is not possible. But I said angrily to my mother. Man makes excuses to put a stop to his evil. You always told me that because of your father's harsh nature I lie. Look at me, I have not compromised on evil. Mom said sadly. That's why you're sitting in the same house today. Took away his father's love from his daughter. I thought I couldn't bear it on myself, so she's saying that. I proudly said, "I don't care.
Time doesn't stop for anyone. My daughter was ten years old. I wanted to make it like myself. Therefore he would be extremely strict, lest he is afflicted with any evil. I started teaching in a school myself. So I didn't even have a problem with the expenses. My believer was a simple girl. And he would have accepted everything I had said immediately. She thinks I used to think so. She would come to school with me and go home. I was calm on his part. I had some headaches so I went to the kitchen in the staff room to make tea and drink it. There was no one in the staff room.
In this case, Ms. Sadia came to the staff room. Behind them was Maryum. As soon as I saw Maryum, the staff sat down with tea on the sofa behind the cupboard in the room. Maryum was crying. I sat quietly so that the teacher would not know that she was my daughter. Because Sadia was a new teacher. She didn't know Maryum was my daughter. I found out from Maryum and her teacher that the teacher had caught her with a stolen card. He had stolen his fellow students. Her teacher was explaining to her, so I was sitting there. I felt as if someone had slapped me on the face with a lot of snares. She was not my daughter. His teacher said to him affectionately. Let the son of Maryum take his hand out of his face. If you don't look at me, you'll understand what I'm saying. Maryum did not know that I was sitting on the other side in the staff room. The teacher asked Maryum, "Son, why did you steal?" Maryum said sadly, I wanted to see how Papa expresses his love, ma'am. Maryum cried again. The teacher hugs him affectionately
Where are your papas? Maryum cried and said, I do not know. But my uncle says they are not good, but ma'am she does not know how bad she is. Disrespecting others, they never realize that this is also evil. My uncle is very bad, I hate him a lot. When I heard Maryum's words, I hid my falling tears in my palm and buried my hiccups in my chest. The interpretation of his personality from his ten-year-old daughter's mouth was as open to me as a secret. His teacher patted him affectionately and said, Son. Hatred is done not by evil, but by evil. If your uncle is a victim of any evil, do not hate them. But try to remove this evil from them with your love and attention. Maryum cried. She does not listen to her grandmother. What will I hear? They just love themselves, for in their eyes they are free from all evil.
You found Mary's papa card in my bag and you didn't say bad things to me in front of the whole class, but here when there is no one in the staff room, you asked me. But if I had a mother here and she saw that I had stolen the card, she would have slapped me in the face of everyone and screamed and told the whole class that they had caught me stealing. She doesn't try to figure out why I did it. Such is the noble secret of my mother. I wish someone could explain to them that covering up, not breaking the hearts of others. It is also good to have good manners. Mary's teacher said to her affectionately. Son Shahid did not come to distinguish between your uncle Kobrai and bad, which is why he hates a bad man while a bad man has the status of working for a good man. They should attract him to good with his hard work, love, and effort. Momina cried. So why didn't my uncle attract my papa to goodness? She considers herself to be the center of all good. Maryum was crying. Her teacher was silent. I did not know how to answer Maryum.
My mother could not explain it to me today, my daughter explained it to me. I finished the sweetness of relationships and knew that no man is completely out of evil. A man who thinks that he is away from every evil, then understands that this is also evil. Allah does not like the one who walks with a stiffness. Allah likes cover-ups. I didn't like the cover-up. Show your heaven your mother's heart forever.
Today, when I showed my heart, I realized how my mother would feel about what I said. I did not feel hatred for my daughter. But I felt that he said the word "correct" correctly. I hid like a thief behind the closet. When Maryum and Sadia left, I had come out of the shell I had made over the years. When I came home that day, I cried a lot. Maryum did not talk to me and I spoke to her about it. What I had been doing for so many years. That is, disrespect to all on the face, I was afraid that Maryum should not do the same.
Today, for the first time, I was thinking that my daughter should not be like me. I never even mentioned that day to Maryum. She wasn't like me, she never expressed her hatred for me. Shahid didn't want to show off her heart.
If I were the same as before, I would have thought that he was a hypocrite like his father, obviously and in the inner self, but now I know that every human being has something evil and that we must hate evil and not man.
