"The Only Sister — A Silent Blessing"

She was the only sister of four brothers. Her father was a laborer. Her brothers were also laborers. Together, the brothers married her off to a laborer.

Believe one thing:
A woman is a complete embodiment of mercy —
In the form of a mother,
In the form of a wife,
In the form of a sister,
In the form of a daughter.

It all depends on your intention…
If your intentions are pure,
Then you will deserve that mercy.

But if your intentions are corrupted,
Then not only this embodiment of mercy —
Even the divine mercy of God may turn away from you.

The intentions of that laborer were pure.
So in the form of a wife, he became worthy of every kind of blessing.

He got a chance to go abroad.
As soon as he found stability,
He brought his wife to live with him.

The daughter of a poor man was now living a prosperous life.
Now, every day of her life felt like a festival,
Every night like a sacred celebration.

Yet, even in that blissful world,
She never forgot her father and brothers.

Two years passed in that foreign land.
One day, the memories of her father and brothers overwhelmed her.
Her husband respected her wish.

She was now returning to her homeland.
She hadn’t informed anyone of her arrival.
She wanted to surprise them —
To bring joy, to feel joy.

Upon reaching home,
She first went to her mother —
But her mother was resting in the City of Silence,
Sleeping her eternal sleep.

But she knew…
That her arrival must have brought peace to her mother’s soul.

Then she reached her house.
Her unexpected arrival left her brothers startled.

"Where is Abbu?" she asked.

That one question was difficult for all the brothers to answer.

Eventually, a neighbor gave her both an answer —
And a clue.

The undeserving sons had thrown their father out of the house.
And now their father was spending the last days of his life in a shack.

She reached her father.
He was a man of strong nerves,
But upon hearing just one sentence from his daughter, he broke down in tears:

"Let’s go, Abbu… Now you will live with me."

Still crying, he held his daughter’s hand and said:

"I spent my entire life struggling through life.
In my whole life, I cried only twice —
Once, the day you were born —
I cried out of shame and helplessness.
And today, again —
When you offered me support."

Hearing her father’s words, the daughter too began to sob uncontrollably.

Mercy is just mercy.
Whether someone values it —
Or not.