Had a good chat with a former flatmate last weekend. After all these while, she never asked me about my personal life, but that day she did. She asked me whether or not I am married, and I said no. When it was my turn to ask her, I was in for quite some shocking story.
Of course I am not going to tell it here, but after she finished with her story, I told her mine. What she told me afterwards was comforting. In summary, she advised me to leave it to God, for He is has the full knowledge of all things. There is no use worrying; rather, I should keep on praying. Life has to go on.
Which brings me to the question - am I doing injustice to myself? Am I doing injustice to other people?
