Heart-touching story

💕I was married to an illiterate man

While I am educated

My name is Shahzadi, to tell you the truth, my dream was to have an educated, well-earning boy

But due to some compulsions, I got married to Omar

I used to smell bad from Omar

His work was not that good

Well, I used to cry and pray to Allah, O Allah

Either kill Omar or save me from him somehow

💕He doesn’t even know how to speak like an ignorant person

I would disrespect Omar at everything

Criticize Omar and get angry with him

Omar would explain to me lovingly

Sometimes he would keep quiet

Sometimes he would get angry and leave the house

💕I once had an argument and went to my parents and insisted that I just wanted to get a divorce from Omar

My parents explained a lot that daughter, the boy is good, don’t do that

But the poor thing is not educated

Otherwise, has he ever raised his hand on you or abused you

But I just wanted a divorce I wanted to

I lied that he doesn’t pay me expenses

Ami Abu called Omar

He was sitting in front of me

Ami Abu said, “Omar, why don’t you pay the princess’s expenses?”

💕Omar addressed Baba and said, “Uncle, I earn everything I earn, deduct all the expenses, and put the rest in the princess’s hands.”

My uncle and aunt were all there.

I said, “I want 30 thousand rupees every month. Only on this condition will I go with Omar.”

Omar fell silent.

I was sitting with my head bowed.

💕Uncle said, “Yes, Omar, you can pay the expenses of 30 thousand.”

He remained silent for a moment, then looked at me.

He took a deep breath and said, “Okay, I will pay the princess 30 thousand rupees separately every month.”

I cursed my heart, you bastard, I will make it forbidden to live with you.

I went with Omar.

We had electricity, water, gas bills, rations, food, all expenses.

💕Whenever Omar When asked what he did, he said he worked in a government office.

Apart from that, I never asked him, nor did he tell him.

Well, Omar used to give me 30,000 rupees every month.

One day, I said, “Bring me an iPhone.”

I just wanted to annoy Omar so that he would divorce me.

Omar started smiling.

He held my feet and said, “Princess, I will take you.” Don’t worry.

Just don’t talk about leaving me.

I will do whatever you say.

Sometimes I would add chili to my food, sometimes too much salt.

He would come home from work exhausted and fall asleep after eating.

💕I don’t know what kind of work he did that made him so tired.

He loved this ignorant person as much as I hated him.

One day, I was going shopping in a car with my friend in the most expensive and big mall in the city.

When we passed by a bus stop,

The moment my life saw.

I became lifeless.

The Omar whom I hated so much.

💕The one I used to call ignorant and illiterate

The one I had never even given food to with love

The one I had never asked about

The one I did not consider to be human

The one I did not want to accept

That Omar was carrying someone’s luggage on his head and loading it onto the bus

His legs were shaking

He was wearing old clothes

He was sweating

He had broken shoes on his feet

💕Why didn’t he die in Persia

What was he doing for me

In the meantime, a person said, “Come on, let’s pick up this luggage and load it onto the roof of another bus.”

Omar was probably hungry

He was holding a roll of bread in his hand

He was eating bread and carrying luggage

Should I be sacrificed

What pain was my Omar going through for me

I kept watching with tears in my eyes

The work was over

He sat on the ground in front of a shop on the side

How helpless and exhausted was Omar

Suffering pain there all day, my words at night

Faris sir, was that an accident or God’s will, my heart just changed

💕I told you, bought something and returned home

She cried a lot, a lot

Omar liked pulao, I made pulao

Omar came home

I didn’t feed him, I used to heat it myself and eat it

He came home

He greeted me and went to the kitchen

After seeing the pulao, he said, “Princess, today you have made a masterpiece!”

After a year, I started eating pulao

Faris sir put the food on a plate and sat next to me and started eating. I was looking at Omar.

How much pain Omar endures and doesn’t even tell me.

I have no complaints about how much I torture him.

I was feeling very much love for Omar today.

I wanted to hug him to my chest.

Omar ate the food.

Then he took out money from his pocket and said, “Here, Princess, 30 thousand.”

I started crying and crying and kissed Omar’s feet.

Omar, I don’t want anything.

I don’t want this money

Omar was surprised what happened to me

Omar held my hand and said

If this money is less, then I will bring more and don’t leave me

💕He said princess, you are very forgetful

You are crazy, where will you go after separation, God knows

I love you so much that I can’t keep you away from me

I clung to Omar’s chest today I

I didn’t want an iPhone or a big house or car

I didn’t know anything about the world anymore, my world had become Omar

How can we women tear our faces and say why did we get married when we couldn’t feed ourselves

They start arguing and insulting each other

I will never see the face of my husband that I saw in Omar’s

By God, we can’t even take a breath in this environment where men sacrifice themselves for their families

Be happy with how much your husband earns

Money is not everything

By God, I swear to God In a palace with big cars and AC, I did not find the peace that comes in the arms of Omar.

The peace that comes in holding Omar’s head. The peace that comes in cooking Omar’s favorite food.

If you understand the helplessness of your companion,

💕If you see it,

You will never quarrel.

Omar is now my life.

And I am Omar’s princess.

Persian head

Motivational