A Balloon Of The Family

In every home, there is certainly a balloon. Everyone knows when to inflate it, when to fill it, when to let air out lightly, when to release it into the air, and when to blow it up with a pointed needle. 

Look closely, the string of that balloon is always in someone’s hand, because using that balloon is the easiest thing; there’s no hard work involved—just whisper a little something in the balloon’s ear against someone, and then watch the show unfold. This balloon starts to swing back and forth and then bursts loudly. 

People in the house use it silently and wisely. They keep themselves behind and inflate that balloon. Believe me, every home has this balloon, which is infamous for its verbal carelessness, quickness, and rudeness.
But in my view, these people are very pitiable; they are the ones who get used the most, are the most time-wasting, the most dishonored, and the most restless. I do not feel anger towards them but rather pity and compassion. They don’t even realize that they have been exploited throughout their lives, and they spend their entire lives under the illusion that these relationships love them dearly, and that’s why they are willing to fight for them.

History is filled with such descendants who spend their whole lives protecting their siblings, and in the end, when they are of no use, they are kicked out of life. Typically, upon closer examination, these foolish people are the biggest offspring, who, in their quest to please their parents, do not even realize when they start to play the role of parents for their younger siblings. 

They spend their entire lives under the delusion that they are being respected and honored, when, in fact, they are merely valuable pawns used by their parents and younger siblings for their own purposes. Parents keep them in this guilt for their whole lives, saying that they are part of the responsibilities of growing up, and all the sacrifices fall on them. 

I was the youngest daughter in my family, sensitive, who would think deeply about small matters, look for logic in everything, and ponder reasons all night. Due to this sensitivity at a very young age, I became an anxiety patient. But thank God, I was able to overcome it quickly. Alhumdulilah 

When I crossed 40, I logically reframed the cycles of life, examined the historical family structure from all angles, and observed the persistent repetition of relationship cycles in every family. I saw a foolish emotional balloon in every home, which is a valuable pawn in everyone's hands. That pawn is used for their whole lives as a staircase. That pawn praise himself and to gain approval, he fights with others for their sake, and in the end, they end up alone. Those backseaters are the silent entertainers who uses that balloon 🎈 for their own purposes. Unfortunately, this pawn is the most hated in our families, while the silent instigators are respected and thriving in their lives.

This is my response to the person who sent me a message. I just want to tell you that you are pitiable, and I am not upset by anything you say because your entire life is like an open book in front of me. My prayer is that Allah makes things easy for you and helps you emerge from this state of turmoil. May Allah grant you wisdom so that you find peace. May Allah reveal the true nature of all those selfish people soon, so you can focus on your home and children. 

Also, make it a principle in life that where you are asked for advice, that’s where you should speak up; where there is direct communication, step in; where your matter is concerned, jump in. Otherwise, there’s no difference between you and those ill-educated people. At one time, you used to point fingers at those people, and today you find yourself in the same situation. That’s why when I see no difference between you two, I wonder why there is enmity toward them. 

A wise person does not look at why someone is this way; they look at what factors keep them that way. That’s why instead of anger, I feel compassion and pity for you. May Allah make things easy for you. Ameen