PROLOGUE
I'm a weird person and the situation I'm in proves it; I need to cry but I'm sitting here dumb like the lifeless sculptures I once visited at sculpture garden in ABU Zaria.Is this even the time to think of tears and sculptures? This only shows how screwed up my life is and will definitely be more screwed in the next three months.How I wish I can cry easily like Fatum whom I always laugh at when she shed tears for unnecessary reasons.
I didn't realize I was repeating Hasbiyallahu wa ni'mal wakeel_which is a habit of mine whenever I feel I'm in trouble_till my thoughts changed from that of tears and sculptures to the person responsible for my misery.How dare she? I respected her and see her as an example for me to follow.She is a woman of principles and Family means everything to her,She never gets tired helping the poor and the needy.A voice in my head shouted:"Munirah stop thinking about those things about her,think about how she's the reason your life is turning into a wide red hell soon".
As soon as the voice finished it's first sentence I didn't let it continue,I stood up and went towards the washroom.I need to pray.Allah is my Only Guide and He will solve my problems.
I'm known to be a silent successful young man who give utmost respect to his parents and elders in general.How can I object to this? Is this a set up? Ya Allah how can I set myself free from this trap?
Lost in my thoughts,I didn't hear the knock.I just saw Ramlah stepping into my room.As I got ready to shout at her which is so unlike me she said:"Salim I've been knocking for two good minutes and you can't even say come in?,lunch is ready".Before I reply she whirled around and walked out of the room. Even though I'm in a mess I couldn't help myself not to smile;Ramlah short and plump but always moves like a slim young lady.She's the best among my siblings even though we quarrel most of the time but we share with each other what we don't share with the rest.I'm only a year and half older than her and she sees me as a twin brother not an elder brother.
I don't need to be thinking about the mess I'm in,afterall I'm salim and I overcome all hard times even though this time around I know I can do nothing about the situation am in.
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My Complicated life
SpiritualIt's the middle of my journey in life,I never thought it'll be complicated especially when I think of the almost perfect life I had before the u-turn.Will I survive it? I can't go back to my almost perfect life but will my future be bright like I al...
