In life, one long journey, many phases are encountered.
Phases of life.. each with different kinds of roads, intersect one another.
At the intersection, one road leads to another…. and yet, you are clueless, in a way, guessing which road to choose, where this road would take you, how this road would end, and what kind of phase you would face afterwards.
Who would have known, that by unintentionally choose one particular major at one university in the last minute, would bring you to the ‘owner of the rib’ from which you’re created?
Who would have known, that a random traffic jam at one street would hold you from being at the previously planned place for a specific college submission, and divert you to another university instead – at which you would find your ‘missing rib’?
Who would have known, that a no-strings-attached gift would earn you a thoughtful gift in return?
Who would have known, that once sincere simpathy from some ‘stranger’ would make you feeling so supported at your loss, as if the stranger had known you for so long?
Who would have known, that at the time when you eventually decided to let that ‘spot’ on your heart empty for some time, would be the same time that you could not believe you would find a type of man you never knew still existed?
Who would have known, that the phase would take hard-surviving years?
Who would have known, that in the middle of that phase, instead of getting yourself a new job, you would smoothly earning a scholarship for pursuing a postgraduate degree in your hometown?
Who would have known that after seven years, when you have put aside all of your dreams and hope, down on your knees with tears every night, prepared yourself for the worst, ALLAH would give you a beautiful ending instead?
Who would have known, that you would eventually see and hear the ‘stranger’ in person, take his vow – make a deal with ALLAH through your father – and make him a stranger-no-more, a husband?
Who would have known, that a year after, you and your husband would awake with such indescribable feelings, gifted with a beautiful little creature rests in your arms?
Who would have known, that when your husband decided to take one specific job, that would mean a minimum of four years of another full-of-effort-postgraduate-education to pursue?
Who would have known, that by him pursuing the degree, you and your husband would have no other choice than to raise the little baby far away from all the people you called home, forced to be independent?
Who would have known, that at the time when you completed your postgraduate degree, would be the same time that you have to be the best companion to your husband outside your home country – a condition that would not be possible if you were a working wife?
Who would have known, that in nearly four years, you would left your certificates of degrees in your drawer, and instead of being a chemist or environmentalist, you would turn yourself into an amateur chef, babysitter, housekeeper, accountant, manager, nutritionist, financial planner, and private teacher – all at the same time?
Who would have known, that you would finally survive early years of motherhood, despite all the flaws?
Who would have known, that your husband would finally approaching the end of his specific road – pursuing his degree – while being a husband, a father, and sometimes even a mother?
Now that you have accomplished the latter phase of your journey, being at the next intersection, will you ever know which road to choose, which path to walk on, that will lead you to the next best phase – the phase that will bring you to the goodness in life and the afterlife?
No one will ever know what lies ahead.
One can only do their best, then have faith – just believe.
Believe, that each and every little thing happens in life… are purposeful, appropriate, and non-random.
There’s ALLAH.. behind every phase, each road, every single scene.