The power of a girl child

Once upon a time there lived a farmer named Bahad with his good looking wife. By the time Bahad was 32, none of his sons survived and he was constantly praying for the survival of a son who could be a helping-hand for Bahad in his fields. Bahad had also resolved in his heart that if God gave him a son he would sacrifice a very healthy goat to the will of Allah and would give feast to everyone in his village as an expression of his humility.

After a long period of time when Bahad's wife came near the time of delivery, Bahad was in his farm, ploughing his fields with two bullocks.

After Bahad heard that he had became a dad, he rushed to his home promptly and wanted to hear a great news but with his surprise when he saw that he had been the father of a girl child, he made ill marks against his wife.

"What have you done to have given birth to a daughter? Would she give me support or she would only sit at home, eat, rest and give birth to babies?"

"I have been destroyed? What would I tell to my colleagues that I had become the father of a girl child? They always take their sons to the fields and make them work? I know now that I had been born alone,worked alone in the fields and I will die alone."After cursing his baby he went back to work with a grim face.

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Gradually and year by year, Fahmeeda, the baby of Bahad started growing, and within four years, she started going to school with the other girls in her neighbourhood despite the fact that she was not given a single penny by her father but her mother did handicrafts and embroidery to educate her. And when Fahmeeda, arrived at the age of fifteen and had passed her secondary school, her mother died of a viral disease.

And then her happiness gradually started fading away, she remained silent and left eating and her education in the middle.

Like usual, as her father returned home from work he would never pay attention to Fahmeeda but she served her father as much as she could.

One day on a sweltering night of summer ,when Fahmeeda opened her notebook to study, her cruel father taunted,"What the hell are you doing? This is the technique which tells you how to produce babies or to sew clothes or to wash? What will you do by reading?"

But despite that, she remained silent and left her notebook and served her father dinner.

And gradually, as Bahad grew older and older, things started getting changed for the worst for him, first he was caught by paralysis and then became blind. Now all the burdens of her father were on Fahmeeda.

Fahmeeda started sewing clothes like her mother did to meet her household expanses.

She served food to her father with her hands and went for anything to keep her father happy and suddenly spring began to return in her home. She was now given much importance by her father than before.

And on a sunny but pleasant morning poor Bahad called out his innocent child. "Beta,Fahmeeda, I am sorry for what I had done to you since your childhood. I had always been a thorn on your way, I didn't let you play in your childhood. I didn't let you get education but despite that you had supported me by being my eyes, legs and hands too." Tears began to roll down her cheeks and he hugged Fahmeeda. "From now onwards, I won't feel ashamed but I will feel proud that I am the father of a girl child."

Dear friends,Fahmeeda won her father's heart and lived a very happy life ever after but there are hundreds of thousands of Fahmeedas in the world who want to be free to get education and self defence,so let's work shoulders to shoulders to help at least one Fahmeeda to fulfill her dreams so that she can also see a better tomorrow.