Blind Love​...💔

Fatema woke up to the sound of rain. The clock was striking five in the morning. A faint line of light was visible in the eastern sky. Today she was returning to her in-laws' village. For the past year, she had been in her father's house in the city, boasting about her husband. Today, her pride had been broken, and she was returning to her home with her husband's love. The name of Fatema's in-laws' village is "Hridaypur". As beautiful as the name is, the village is also full of natural beauty. Greenery and greenery all around, occasional flowers and lotus ponds are like ornaments of nature. When Fatema first came to this village, she was eighteen years old. She liked the quiet, serene environment of the village very much. The people of the village were also very hospitable. But a few months after their marriage, Fatema and her husband started having a falling out. The reason was simple, Fatima had grown up in the city, so she could not adapt to the simple life of the village. Her husband's name was Rafiq, he was an ordinary farmer in the village. The two had different ideas, so they often quarreled. One day, after a quarrel, Fatima went to her father's house in a haughty mood. Rafiq tried to convince her many times, but failed. Time passed, Fatima remained in the city under her father's affection, but her heart was in Hridaypur. She realized that her haughty mood would not last, everything was insignificant in the face of love. Today, Fatima is returning, an unknown feeling in her heart. Her relationship with Rafiq may not be the same as before, but she will try. The bus left for Hridaypur at eight in the morning. Fatima is looking out the window. Rural roads, green rice fields, and occasionally a hut or two. The view of the village was giving her peace. The bus arrived in Hridaypur around noon. As soon as Fatema got off the bus, she saw Rafiq standing there. There was a look of concern in his eyes and face. Seeing Fatima, a smile spread across Rafiq's face. "Fatema, are you here?" Rafiq's voice was filled with relief. Fatima couldn't say anything, she just nodded her head in agreement. Rafiq took his bag, and Fatima followed him. While walking along the village path, Fatima saw that the villagers were looking at them with eager eyes. Many were greeting them with smiles. Fatima's heart was filled with happiness. When Fatima arrived home, she saw that her in-laws were also waiting for them. They were also happy to see Fatima. Her mother-in-law came and hugged Fatima. "Come, mother, come. Don't be arrogant anymore." The mother-in-law's voice was filled with affection. Fatema bowed to her in-laws' feet with her hands. The in-laws blessed her, "Be happy, mother." Fatema spent the whole day talking to everyone in her in-laws' house. Talking to everyone, soaking in their love, Fatema realized that she was safest in her own home, her own people, her own people. In the evening, Rafiq took Fatema to the bank of the lotus pond. The two sat in silence, and breaking the silence, Rafiq said, "Fatema, I know I have hurt you a lot. Can you forgive me?" Fatema looked at Rafiq, tears glistening in her eyes. "I have hurt you a lot too, Rafiq. Come on, let's start anew." Holding Rafiq's hand, Fatema said, "I want us to be happy together." Rafiq also had tears in his eyes, he hugged Fatema. "I want the same, Fatema. Come on, let's make this village of our love even more beautiful together." Their love story, like the waves of a lotus pond, slowly spread throughout Hridaypur. Fatema and Rafiq, both of them, dedicated themselves to the development work of the village. The people of the village started loving them, started respecting them. One day, Fatema said to Rafiq, "Come on, let's build a school for the boys and girls of the village." Rafiq's eyes sparkled with joy, "Yes, let's go. We have to illuminate our village with the light of education." A beautiful school was built in the village on their initiative. The boys and girls of the village came there and started studying. thanks for watching...