INAYA

When I look at my former self, I still can't believe what I have been through to be what I'm now. Perfect or imperfect, i wouldn't change a thing from my past as it carved me into someone that majority only wish to be.

Today I have everything, that I once used to dream of; family, love, care, laughter, prosperity, promising future and a home.

Yes! Home, a place of my own that I can call HOME. Where I live and be myself.
But was it always like this before?
Had everything been so admirable ever?

This is a story about a woman, who lived different harsh phases of life but she never gave up. She stood for herself and took control of her life by opposing social norms.

From where I stand and see, she's connected to all of us in a way. She somehow mirror, ups and downs of every women I see.

P.s I will try to add some Urdu, but roman English and Urdu typing is not my forte like many other wonderful writers I came across with.