At first, they told her there was no rush. Marriage could wait. Focus on studies, they said. But along the way, reality painted a different picture.
She watched friends sneak off in college uniforms, sharing innocent moments over Jhalmuri in the park. No judgment, no pressure—love was simple then. But for her? The expectations were different.
"Wait until graduation," they said. She waited.
"No, better yet, finish your master's degree first." She complied.
"Actually, get a stable job first." She nodded and pushed forward.
The job came, but the salary wasn’t enough. "Not yet. Wait until you earn more." She worked harder, climbed the ladder, doubled her income.
Now? Surely, it’s time?
But now, they said, "Find the perfect man. Established. Handsome. A city guy, preferably Dhaka. Not too old, but not too young either. If he drives a luxury car, even better."
Reality struck. The good ones were already taken. Some had baggage. Some had bad habits. Some weren’t as "established" as expected. Some earned less than her, and that was simply unacceptable—right?
The years passed. The girl who once had options now had fewer.
Where were the ones who told her to wait? Where were the well-meaning "mentors" who said marriage could come later?
They had moved on.
They were now busy advising the next generation of young girls to "focus on studies first."
And so, the cycle continued.
Dear sisters, don’t let the world dictate your timeline. Don’t trade away your future waiting for a “perfect time” that may never come. Return to Allah. Trust His plan. And choose wisely—before the choice is made for you.
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