A Love Story

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This story is about my sister which took place between 2019 and 2023. She was graduating at the time. Her dreams were simple but strong. She wanted to study further to build a career and above all be a support to her parents. But our home environment was traditional. There were limits set for daughters and thinking beyond those limits was often frowned upon.
Around the same time she met a boy at university. At first they were just classmates. Sometimes exchanging notes sometimes discussing a presentation that was all there was to it. But when the lockdown came in 2020. And everyone was confined to their homes their conversations started to grow. Asking how they were doing every day commenting on online classes listening to each other’s worries all of this slowly turned into an emotional connection.
It wasn’t a movie story. There was no sudden declaration of love no dramatic scene. Just quietly slowly we got used to each other. Those were ordinary times but in those ordinary days an extraordinary love was born. Even today when I remember that time. A slight smile comes to my sister's face. And tears come to her eyes.

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There are two main characters in this story my sister and Hamza (name changed).
My sister has been soft hearted and quiet since childhood. She keeps her feelings in silence instead of expressing them in words. The honor of her family is above all else for her. She always kept her desires in the back so that no one would be hurt. She had a dream of moving forward in her eyes. But she always took her steps thoughtfully. She did not trust anyone too quickly. But when she did, she did it with all her heart.
Hamza was a serious responsible and dignified boy. He belonged to the middle class obedient to his parents and caring for his younger siblings. There was consistency in his words. He listened carefully to everything my sister said encouraged her dreams and never made fun of her weaknesses. His greatest quality was that he rarely promised. But whatever he said he spoke the truth.
Perhaps this truth and respect were the foundation on which their relationship was built.

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Their love was not noisy. Neither expensive gifts nor long meetings. Love was in taking small care.
Before every exam Hamza would send a message of prayer. If my sister was worried about something he would listen to her for hours without getting tired without getting bored. He never pressured her. He never crossed the line. There was respect to tolerance and a quiet confidence in his love.
Once my sister had a relationship at home. She cried all night. She didn’t know what to do. When she told Hamza. He was silent for a while. Then he just said “I don’t want to put you in trouble. If this is what makes you happy I will back down.”
These words were simple. But they contained a whole sacrifice. That day my sister realized for the first time that love is not just about getting. Sometimes it is also about giving up.

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Today that love is just a memory. But a memory that never fades from the heart.
Family decisions social pressure and the harshness of circumstances separated them. They neither raised an alarm nor rebelled. Both silently accepted fate. Hamza held back so that my sister would not go against her family. And my sister hid the tears in her eyes and took the path that was chosen for her.
Today there is no contact no regrets. But sometimes when old photos come to light or an old song is heard her eyes get moist. She doesn’t say anything. She just falls silent.
This was not a temporary love. This was true pure and dignified love. It was just that fate did not write us together. Some loves do not become a part of life. But they become a part of a person’s personality. This was also one such love which could not reach its end. But was imprinted in the heart forever. 💔

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