Our relationship between men and women is like a ladder
We come to a step of the stairs every day and then we have only two paths
Going up or down stairs
This word first came to my mind a long time ago
About two-and-a-half years ago today, one day I had a little quarrel with my wife
Talk about rubbing salt in my wounds - d'oh!
We had dinner at someone's house at night but the kids had been bothering us since morning. Then we started arguing about getting ready to go and at one point I said angrily,
"I'm not going to dinner."
Diameter, hence the value-arrogance I
Even though we sat down to eat together at noon, there was no story like the other day
The wife was busy with her own work and I was away like I was
In the afternoon I took the older girl to her coaching class, dropped her off at the coaching center and drove the car alone to the next park.
I left the car on the road and sat alone on a bench under a big tree in the park wondering what to do.
Once I thought I would go back home, I would go to my wife and say, "Okay, I'll go, get ready."
Again I thought, no, I will not go, I said when I will not go, I will not go
One day while thinking about all this, I remembered a story
Once a Companion got angry with his wife and came to the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him)
The Prophet saw this condition of the Companions and asked '
"What's the matter, why are you upset?"
The disciples answered,
"O Allah's Apostle, I have a quarrel with my wife."
Hearing this, Nabiji smiled a little and asked,
"Do you love him?"
As soon as I remembered this story, I started thinking deeply about one thing,
Why did the Prophet ask this question first?
He didn't want to know why,
What are you talking about?
What was the problem?
What is the cause of the quarrel?
Whose fault is it?
Instead of trying to figure it out, he asked,
Do you love him
Why this question?
He didn't want to know anything about quarrels, he just wanted to know about love
The disciples said in silence,
"Yeah, I still love him."
This time the Prophet put his hand on his shoulder and said,
"Then no more, go back home and think of his good qualities."
Thinking about this story, I thought, I can do two things
One.
When I get back home, I go to my wife and say, "I'm sorry."
Let's all go to dinner together
Telling the wife to be ready, I listen to the children
I left the house with a smile on my face and carried our relationship up a ladder
Two
I get angry, once I say no, there is no second word. I hold on to my ego and arrogance. If necessary, I fight over the same thing again at night.
That was the day I first remembered this word
Our relationship is like a ladder
We come to a stair step every day and then we have only two paths
Going up or down stairs
I went back to my room, climbed the stairs
