Waiting for fate

Author's name: Alia Al-Kazemi

On my 25th birthday, my mom wailed because I was halfway through.

twenties without getting married

She told me before I blew out the candles of my life: You have to be careful. You are halfway to thirty. The days will catch up to you and you will suddenly reach forty and find yourself alone.

I could not bear her harsh words and I almost cried in front of my poor cake

My grandfather, may God reward him, interrupted me and asked me to blow out my candles while I made a wish.

I wished at that time to get married, I really want to get married to get rid of those pressures that

My mom makes me feel old even though I'm only in my twenties.

From my age, my mother felt guilty towards me later, so she came to my room before I went to sleep, snuggled into my bed and held me in her arms, and I sighed. That moment was one of the few tender moments that brought us together.. The moments of disagreement and quarreling were much more numerous than the moments of love and serenity between us.