I say … how many gifts were presented to gather up what has been scattered! But not everything that has been scattered can be collected again. Everyone is asking how our life goes on? It goes on by resigning oneself to the will of Allah; which is a great form of worship. It will add the beauty of content with the divine destiny to our life, a beauty that no one can feel except us. It is by, to, with and for Allah. This is the secret behind the steadiness of every first wife; Allah (all glory be to him). No matter how many years are passing, the wound would disappear, but the trace will remain for the rest of the life! I can't find something to conclude these written scraps about a personal experience that I lived and translated by writing about it. I made these and build these words by my pain and suffering… I can't find anything more beautiful than the saying of the Prophet Yusuf (peace be upon him): "You are my Guardian in this world and in the hereafter. Cause me to die as a Muslim and join me with the righteous".
