Letter to the Other Woman...

 

To the woman who keeps coming back in my DMs,

I know you feel alone and EXCATLY the same way I do. You mention about your husband leaving you behind although he knew you never got along with your in-laws. I know each day is a struggle. I know you are tired and you have prayed for your reunion more than ever you prayed for in a lifetime. Hang in there sister! You are doing an amazing job pleasing people and keeping your calm! I know precisely how you feel because I have dried my tears, welled up again, in sujood when I was nearer to Allah, or when I thought I had totally given up on praying. You want to know if it gets better. No. it does not. But it feels that you, somehow, may survive even after this heartbreak.

To the woman who first apologizes to be in my DMs,

I know you could not help sending a message because it all seemed so relevant. You say your story resonates with mine but there’s a slight difference. You confide that you hate your husband and wish for him to never return. Let me tell you my dear sister, oh how so much of a relief it is to hear these exact words from a stranger and not feel guilty about it. There are times when I have wished nothing but this. There were days when I went without texting him even once. He seemed a culprit and I was the damsel in distress. There was no prince charming coming to save us, right? There is this one life and you have to live it to the best. And that my sweet sister changed my attitude to the whole scenario. If this is the only chance to living then let’s not make it a survival instinct. Let us actually start living, with or without the person, who you thought you should be with. Because if it’s harder for us then let me assure you it’s not a sweet ride for him.

To the woman who feels intrigued about my story,

I know it may sound I am dark and sad. But trust me; I have kids to keep me pre-occupied. I find distractions to keep me sane. I do get ready for myself even if the person I could woo off by my charms isn’t here with me. I smile often and laugh with friends. There are people around me who go beyond to erase the sadness in my eyes. They pick up my broken pieces and mend it for me. They give me hope that all’s going to end well. They revive my faith in love, friendship and goodness. It never was supposed to be easy but there are days when I thank Allah the most for blessing me beyond my imagination.

To the woman who is hesitant to DM me,

I’m so thankful to you for opening up to me though you are not the one to publicize about your relation to anyone. I never realized I could give courage to someone by narrating the yearning for my husband. And it never occurred to me how low I had plummeted in my life because of this longing that I wished they experience the same to know about my suffering. But here you were praying for me that I reunite soon with my spouse though yours happy ending was still nowhere to be seen. So I stopped finding ways to pry on happy couples and gave them space because it was their meant-to-be. I filled my emotional cup with memories of my better half instead because for now that was enough.

To the woman who is in the same boat as me,

 I pray you find solace in the memories of your partner. May your bond get stronger over this long distance relationship. May you find your way back to each other as sooner than you anticipated.