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WHY WEAR A MASK? by Arabian Oud {R}


Why do some people wear a mask and betray you by showing to you they really care, love and like you but in reality they don't. They could be using you for a certain purpose, behave like your best pal but when their purpose is over, they vanish away in thin air, like they never existed around you. Over the recent times, I have come to experience this with a lot of people around me. When such people are confronted or questioned, they pretend they don't know what I am talking about. They turn into a deaf and dumb person. They are full of hypocricies, behaving to me your best friend but back stabbing you. There is a wonderful saying, which I shall like to share with you all, here it goes-

'A scorpion will always bite you, not because it has any enemity against you, but because it's part of it's nature.'
No matter how much you do for someone they would possibly think they are special and deserve it all and in return they don't do a single thing for you. People have become so self centred and heartless. I think these are few of the signs of Qiyammah. When one Muslim shall fraud another in the name of Imaan and still behave like they are the most holiest person ever. When the day you are honest to someone and speak your heart, your so called friends will stop talking to you and not attend your fone calls and emails anymore. They behave like total strangers. When the day you feel you are so lonely but someone is besides you, when a tear falls of your eyes, someone will wipe it away, it will be the Almighty Allah, who hears your pain and gives you the sabr to go through that very harsh experience. Why do people wear a mask? are they trying to hide their ugly scars and look clean or are they simply masters at tricking others who are so innocent and could never think of hurting a single soul. I for one don't wear a mask, what I am here is what I am there, I am myself and I have no regrets of being so. I don't want to pretend and be someone just to impress someone. You wear a mask and you think you can hide but one day this mask shall fall off and show your ugly face.

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