Are good people always the victims of life?
I don’t mean those good people in a political sense, or religious sense. I mean it in an every day life sense. Us human beings. Why the good people who have never done anything wrong in life are sometimes unlucky?
When I was in my early 20’s, most of the girls that I knew were obviously in my age group. Most of them are married now. They actually got married long time ago. Thinking about it now, they have been married for over 6 years now, some more. I just keep looking back and thinking, why them? They weren’t that good. They did many bad things that if a typical Arab guy knew about it, he would never even think of this girl. But how are these girls first to get married to nice good guys?
Do these girls lie about their life? Do they pretend to be perfect (religious wise, culture wise, etc)? Maybe. I think that is the only way. Half of them got engaged 2 or 3 weeks after meeting a guy. Which I don’t understand. Do they even know each other? Is the overall appearance and what she perfectly says to other people is what a girl is judged by? Is that all?
It seems to be that way. I keep seeing many girls get married that way. They live their life and do whatever, and they are usually the girls that I label as horribly bad and done so many sinful things, and no respectable guy should even look at her. Yet, they are the first to get married. And the good girls, who do nothing, barely anyone looks at them.
It makes me wonder why life is like that. Why some girls who are good, never did anything bad in their life, don’t go anywhere or even stay out of the house at night, are the unlucky ones?
Maybe I am just talking here about how unlucky I am. I have been seeing all those girls that had so many relationships, or do things behind their parent’s back, or God knows what else they do, are the ones that can find a guy who easily wants to marry them just like that.
Yet, my luck, guys don’t like me cause of what I say on a blog, or because I have an overly conservative lifestyle and don’t get involved with many people or care about them, or that I say my opinion and don’t act like a total air head that agrees with any guy to get noticed and wants to get married.
Life is seriously unfair. I guess I am tired and lonely again. It sucks to be me. I feel that no one will ever like me for who I am. I don’t think any Arab guy will. Oh well, I guess I have to keep the faith that one day, some guy, will actually accept me for the real me. I don’t think I know how to be fake and lie like those girls. I don’t think I know how or want to. That’s not a life to live. Not at all.
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Hello, my name is Mona. I was born in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. Since I was born in an Arab nation, it does not mean I hold the citizenship of that country. Since my parents are Palestenian, I am Palestenian too. My parents were not born in Palestine. They were born after 1948 in Lebanon. My parents are the first generation born refugees. They were born in Lebanon, but they are not Lebanese. They were born in an Arab nation, but cannot hold the citizenship of that country.
