Out of anger I make a fist from my hands.
"Why ya Allah? Why me!" After saying these words i scream of frustration. While the only thing I can think of is "Why me?"
I try to hold my tears in as much as I can. Slowly I start to move and step forward. With every step I take it goes faster and bigger. All I want is a normal live. And live like everyone else. Allah gave me ears that I can't use. I can't hear any sound. And because of that everyone looks at me as if I'm dirty. They bully me.
I decided to stop walking to take a breath, I close my eyes and scream my longs out. Frustrated about everything. When i open my eyes I gasp.
A man riding on a wheelchair with no legs.
A woman walking with a dog on s leash in on hand and the other hand a stick.
A man walking with his legs in a unnatural direction.
A woman sitting and laughing with no arms.
Tear flows out from my eyes, I'm crying automatically. What I see in front of me and here i am complaining about my hearing.
"Alhamdulillah "
JE LEEST
Believe in The Truth (NL&ENG)
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