The Mistake All Men Regret!

Author: Dr. Salam Najm Al-Din Al-Shirabi

 

He repeats it to me every time he sees my frown! The one I thought would bring happiness and bliss, he says: “My life’s mistake was marrying and bringing someone to govern me after I was once free, flying and resting, wandering and shining. But marriage turned my life into a cunning trap, with a predetermined destiny, like a rock thrown by a flood from above!…

 

As for me, I declare my innocence from this accusation, like the wolf from the lamb’s blood, and the fox from the rabbit’s blood. My only fault was being the affectionate and fertile woman to him, providing him with offspring bearing his name until he became indebted to her for what he had never provided for himself… from food to clothing, and plunged into a sea of responsibilities that he considers I entangled him in!!

 

He forgot that he was the one who proposed to me, and I was not the one proposing, and that he was the one who paid my dowry and rushed our marriage, and I was not the one in a hurry, and that I was in my family’s home, the commanding mistress, beloved and pampered, with eyes full of love and tenderness from my family watching over me; they say, “Spoil our daughter with your youth, for you are a mercy in our home and captivating to our hearts.”

 

So you came to me seeking a happy and serene life, promising… bringing prosperity and children. So I trusted you with your promise; a life, a family, and young children playing around you and brightening your life… After all that, am I to blame?!

 

Was I not free and happy?!

Were responsibilities binding you, or were they not mine?!

You did not carry a bag or bring an item… and I did not enter the kitchen or wash a dish. You made me nostalgic for the days when my mother feared for me from the smell of onions, lest tears fall from my eyes, asking me to stay away from her whenever she cut onions, while now I shed tears twice; once as I cut the onion, and once as I remember those bygone days…

 

You regret that you married and attached yourself, along with those you married, to all the words uttered by one who regrets his action!!! You keep talking and wishing that what doesn’t return back won’t happen again… and advise the unmarried to escape before the occurrence so they won’t have to lie!!

 

Excuse me, my husband, if I doubted your regret and acknowledgment of marriage as a mistake; for the regretful, as far as I know, do not repeat the mistake… and why would a man wish to be stung in the same hole twice if given the chance?!!!

 

And you incessantly talk about your wishes for a second wife, then a third and fourth… does the regretful repeat his mistake a second, third, and fourth time?!!

Cast off the garment of regret, and implore your Lord and thank Him for bestowing upon you the blessing of a wife, children, and family… and declare your regret for naming her a mistake.

 

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