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Hi,
This sort of posting is completely out of order and has no relevance on this forum. We are not here to act in the capacity of some sort of Samaritan organisation.
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| Mon Feb 12, 2007 23:58 pm Should I commit suicide? |
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| jennifer_p wrote: | If i did not achieve my dream, should i attempt suicide because to me living on this earth is meaningless and i am a useless girl.  |
Hi Jennifer,
Why would you say that you are useless? You have been able to achieve so much and if you really want, you will reach any goal you set yourself. Maybe it will help if you try to distinguish between a wish and a goal? For example, hoping that somebody you meet on the Internet will give a free loan might be wish. But this is no reason to commit suicide, is it? As far as I can see, you are in good health, you obviously live in a flat with access to the Internet and you have been able to learn English and study computer science. What happens if you start appreciating what you have? Imagine you were ill, how would you feel? Are in a much better position than so many other people around the world. What would happen if everybody committed suicide if they don't find another person who gives them money? How can you say you are a useless girl because you don't have $50.000? How do you measure the 'usefulness' of a human being? Also, who says that you are useless if you can't afford studying in the US at the moment? How many people study in countries other than the US? Are all of them useless? Are you sure that you would be happier if you had $50.000? Please list all the things in your life that you like. Do you have any friends or family? What about NS, do you still see her/him sometimes?
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| Tue Feb 13, 2007 3:32 am Should I commit suicide? |
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| jennifer_p wrote: | | If i did not achieve my dream, should i attempt suicide because to me living on this earth is meaningless and i am a useless girl. |
Fate works in mysterious ways, and very often the goals we think of for ourselves are not the best ways for us to benefit ourselves or other people.
When you're not able to achieve a goal, the best thing to do is to find another goal that you can achieve. It will probably be a better one anyway.
I'm very thankful that I was not able to achieve some of the goals I had when I was younger, because I can see now that they would have been the worst use of my time and abilities. Some of the goals that looked so good to me when I was a teenager actually would have ruined my life, if I had achieved them.
Just make harmony with the life that presents itself to you. And spend time with your good friends and other people who love you. |
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| Tue Feb 13, 2007 4:26 am Should I commit suicide? |
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Jennifer, my direct answer to your question is "No, you shouldn't."
There are always alternatives that will lead you to good things. Always. |
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| Tue Feb 13, 2007 15:45 pm Should I commit suicide? |
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Committing suicide is a sign of cowardice. A person commits suicide when he or she loses all his sense of responsibility before people close to him or her. If you really want to commit a suicide then stop and think. God has bestowed us plenty of graces. Enjoy them! If you are just kidding, then, please, find a better place...
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| Tue Feb 13, 2007 21:56 pm Should I commit suicide? |
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| Suicide also makes suffer the innocent people who love the person and are still alive. |
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| Tue Feb 13, 2007 22:04 pm Should I commit suicide? |
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It it is an act of cowardice (not meaning to plagiarize another poster... but adding for effect).
Now this sounds like tough love, but pick your head up and grind on. You always want to give yourself the greatest chance of succeeding, and to do that your eyes and ears need to be open, and your brain needs to be fully functional.
So not only should you NOT commit suicide, but don't drink yourself into a gutter either. Keep your chin up. You have spirit, so use it. Bear in mind that nobody is obliged to say "yes" to you, but if you keep trying, eventually *IT* will happen.
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| Wed Feb 14, 2007 7:14 am Should I commit suicide? |
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I think we should think hard before we say or do anything.
One thought Jennifer, what if you commited suicide but failed and remain paralysed?
Would that be better than a failure?Failing is a part of a learning process.
There is always God you know.When She took something away from you She actually wants to give you something better.
Below is a story i received via email from a very dear friend when I was very low.
To Jennifer please read it.It touched my heart and I never look at things the same again.
Pearls (A must read)
The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box. "Oh please, Mommy.Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?"
Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face. "A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."
As soon as Aisha got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbour and asked Aunty Jamshed if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace. Aisha loved her pearls.
They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday madressa classes, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green. Aisha had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story from the Quraan.
One night as he finished the story, he asked Aisha , "Do you love me?"
Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you." "Then give me your pearls."
"Oh, daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me. She's my very favourite." "That's okay, Aisha, daddy loves you. Allah-hafez." And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.
About a week later, after the story time, Aisha's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?" "Daddy, you know I love you." "Then give me your pearls." "Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper. "That's okay. Sleep well. May Allah bless you & protect you, Aisha. Daddy loves you." And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.
A few nights later when her daddy came in, Aisha was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed Indian-style. As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.
"What is it, Aisha? What's the matter?" Aisha didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here, daddy, this is for you." With tears gathering in his own eyes, Aisha's daddy reached out with one hand to take the cheap necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Aisha.
He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the cheap stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure.
So it is with our Allah Almighty. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasures.
Isn't Allah great? Are you holding onto things that Allah wants you to let go of? Are you holding on to harmful or unnecessary partners, relationships, habits and activities that you have come so attached to that it seems
impossible to let go? Sometimes it is so hard to see what is in the other hand but do believe this one thing.
Allah will never take away something without giving you something better in its place.
This is very similar to what Jamie said, sometimes we are better off without. |
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| Wed Feb 14, 2007 10:34 am Should I commit suicide? |
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Dear NinaZara,
It is a great story, I loved it. I have decided to send this story to some of my friends who might often find themselves in depression...
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| Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:09 pm Should I commit suicide? |
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There's also a Christian version of the story floating around the Internet:
| Quote: | The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box.
“Oh mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?”
Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl’s upturned face. “A dollar ninety-five. That’s almost $2.00. If you really want them, I’ll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday’s only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma.”
As soon as little Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.
Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. (Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.)
Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, “Do you love me?”
“Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you.”
“Then give me your pearls.”
“Oh, daddy, not my pearls.. But you can have Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me. She’s my very favorite.”
“That’s okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good night.” And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.
About a week later, after the story time, Jenny’s daddy asked again, “Do you love me?”
“Daddy, you know I love you.”
“Then give me your pearls.”
“Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper.”
“That’s okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you.” And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.
A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed Indian style.
As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.
“What is it, Jenny? What’s the matter?”
Jenny didn’t say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, “Here, daddy, this is for you.”
With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny’s daddy reached out with one hand to take the dime store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny.
He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure.
So it is, with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasures.
Isn’t God good? Are you holding onto things that God wants you to let go of? Are you holding on to harmful or unnecessary partners, relationships, habits and activities that you have come so attached to that it seems impossible to let go? Sometimes it is so hard to see what is in the other hand but do believe this one thing …. God has something better. |
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| Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:21 pm Should I commit suicide? |
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| The important thing is the message behind the story.I would still be touched even from a Jewish or Buddhist version of it. |
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| Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:30 pm Should I commit suicide? |
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| NinaZara wrote: | | The important thing is the message behind the story.I would still be touched even from a Jewish or Buddhist version of it. |
I know. I just found it strange that there was a little blond-haired, blue-eyed girl named Aisha, in a country where dollars are used, whose father read her stories from the Koran every night. This gave me the idea that it must be a reworking of a Christian story. It doesn't make any difference; the mismatch between the names and the appearance of the child just got me curious. |
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| Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:40 pm Should I commit suicide? |
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When I first read the story I knew all along that it must have come from your side Jamie  (I assume you are a Christian).The appearance of the girl didn't bother me that much but a sunday madrasah?Oh we do have madrasah but not on sundays.We have it any other days of the week.I had it everyday. |
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