Once upon a time, there was a spoiled girl to a wealthy dad who worked in the trade. He always showered her with gifts, with or without occasion. Clothes, jewelry, makeup, cinema tickets and more. There was nothing she liked, not once did she feel that all this was enough for her. It’s me!

And in a twinkling of an eye, my world changed, but the whole world changed. People became in a state of emergency because of the new pandemic “Coronavirus”. Great fear swept through countries. The incidence of the disease increased, and with it the number of deaths rose. Many shops are closed, and many people have lost their business, unfortunately my father is one of them.

My father lost a lot of money. We had to sell our big house and live in a small apartment, my family sold all the valuable things that they owned, my computer and my jewelry as well, so that we could live and secure our basic needs.

I felt frustrated because of this financial hardship, I didn’t like to talk to anyone, I became depressed, and I wanted to end my life. why all this pain? I was always crying and wondering to myself.

And in one of the sad rainy nights, I was browsing the internet, and I got to know a friendly girl called Noor. I decided to tell her about my distress. I cried a lot. 

Me: Why do I feel so much pain? This is not fair, my soul is torn apart!

Noor: I’m sorry to hearing that. Pain, that visitor we disapprove with a slender self. Can’t be a good wisdom of this suffering? What do you think?

Me: what wisdom is it when the soul is crushed several times a day?