your unforgiveable mistakes of childhood

[Imran Khan]

almost all of us have some mistakes in our lives. but some mistakes we commit at childhood and they keep hurting us very long times . i have some mistakes but one of my mistake i can not forgive myself until now even after 30 years .

i was some 8-9 years old . my mom send me to bahwalpur a city nearby to bring her Aunty (sister of her father). i happily went there as i was always been sent by family for such works . they just inform me the location and by asking 2-3 guys i reached . she welcome me we have good day then evening she get ready to come with me . suddenly she said she have 2 students of her son what they will eat and how they will sleep alone . she went mosque nearby and bring those two guys too . i still remember one was fair skin fat guy and another dark skin thin with one arm disabled . it seem his arm was dried by some sickness. i did not liked that guy because of his disability . we reached our home at early night and my mom make some good food rice and meat as we have culture . when my mom distribute food she told me to eat with those two guys . i refused and i said no i don't wanna eat with them . she asked why ? i said that guy have bad arm my mom really hurt she shouted me and send me upper portion for sleep without food and i leave . i still feel how bad that guy may think when i refuse to eat with him i was stupid a disable person need our kindness . i left pakistan and return and left again but can not find that poor guy so i can eat with him and apology from him .i wish i meet him one day and apology from him for my behavior of that night . he was poor student from some village whom was living and studding there with aunty of my mom she is dead now . hope one day i meet son of that aunty and ask him about that guy.whenever i remember that day my head go down to shame .

 

[xyx007]

The very fact that your child feels free to express himself in front of you is a sign that you're doing something right.
One of the best ways to help children correct bad behavior is by giving them clear instructions about what is expected of them. and your mom corrects you right away with this punishment.

 

[T90TankGuy]

I think taking to violence when i was young was my biggest mistake. My parents did everything to stop it , including belting the hell out of me , but i did not learn.

 

[DalalErMaNodi]

Calling my elder siblings by their names.

Too late to fix it now but it is what it is.

Quite disrespectful now that I think about it.

But that's life; we live, we learn, perhaps I can teach others who come after me to not call their elder siblings by their names.

 

[Sinnerman108]

I don't think there is any mistake any more prevalent than not respecting and valuing parents enough.

 

[DalalErMaNodi]

I don't think there is any mistake any more prevalent than not respecting and valuing parents enough.

True but the depressing bit in this is that you don't realise how you hurt them until they're gone.

The ship of reconciliation has long sailed by then.

What I wouldn't give for a 5 minute conversation with my late father but it won't happen and we all have to live with our guilt.

 

[Joe Shearer]

True but the depressing bit in this is that you don't realise how you hurt them until they're gone.

The ship of reconciliation has long sailed by then.

What I wouldn't give for a 5 minute conversation with my late father but it won't happen and we all have to live with our guilt.

Sometimes, and this is even more grim a reality to face, it is the other way around. That is much harder to take. Believe me on this.

almost all of us have some mistakes in our lives. but some mistakes we commit at childhood and they keep hurting us very long times . i have some mistakes but one of my mistake i can not forgive myself until now even after 30 years .

i was some 8-9 years old . my mom send me to bahwalpur a city nearby to bring her Aunty (sister of her father). i happily went there as i was always been sent by family for such works . they just inform me the location and by asking 2-3 guys i reached . she welcome me we have good day then evening she get ready to come with me . suddenly she said she have 2 students of her son what they will eat and how they will sleep alone . she went mosque nearby and bring those two guys too . i still remember one was fair skin fat guy and another dark skin thin with one arm disabled . it seem his arm was dried by some sickness. i did not liked that guy because of his disability . we reached our home at early night and my mom make some good food rice and meat as we have culture . when my mom distribute food she told me to eat with those two guys . i refused and i said no i don't wanna eat with them . she asked why ? i said that guy have bad arm my mom really hurt she shouted me and send me upper portion for sleep without food and i leave . i still feel how bad that guy may think when i refuse to eat with him i was stupid a disable person need our kindness . i left pakistan and return and left again but can not find that poor guy so i can eat with him and apology from him .i wish i meet him one day and apology from him for my behavior of that night . he was poor student from some village whom was living and studding there with aunty of my mom she is dead now . hope one day i meet son of that aunty and ask him about that guy.whenever i remember that day my head go down to shame .

If you have repented sincerely in your heart, half the damage is undone. I hope and sincerely pray that you will meet your man some day, and break bread with him as a brother.

Bless you for your sensitive conscience.

I think taking to violence when i was young was my biggest mistake. My parents did everything to stop it , including belting the hell out of me , but i did not learn.

You mean they tried to cure a violent streak with more violence?

Logical.

 

[T-123456]

Sometimes, and this is even more grim a reality to face, it is the other way around. That is much harder to take. Believe me on this.



If you have repented sincerely in your heart, half the damage is undone. I hope and sincerely pray that you will meet your man some day, and break bread with him as a brother.

Bless you for your sensitive conscience.



You mean they tried to cure a violent streak with more violence?

Logical.

No comment.

 

[Pakistani E]

When I was younger, I had a fight with a kid who was infamous in the area for harassing other kids. Once, coming back from tuition, he proceeded with his antics and ended up being thrown in the dirty nala for his troubles. He came out stinking and with rubbish sticking to his clothes, and although I think he kind of deserved it, I still sometimes wish I can find him and apologise.

He had a tough household, being raised by his grandmother, and he would often wander the streets all day with his friends looking unkempt. Never have been able to find him though.

 

[RAMPAGE]

Ah, who could tell there was such empathy between the experiences of Indians and Pakistanis?

 

[Indus Pakistan]

No comment.

I feel the same. My reason? What I did in the past is so disgusting, so despicable, so unforgiveable that even if I lived 10 lives I could not redeam. If there is god I have already earned a first class ticket in hell. I only hope the almighty forgives. But surely that can't be. If I am forgiven it would make mockery of natural justice and why would evil be stayed? Indeed it would be encouraged.

So what did I do? No comment.

 

[I S I]

Nutting on Ashique Banaya Aapne song.

Razing off all my body hairs including eyebrows when I was 10

Watching WWE daily until I realized it's all scripted & gay

Joining PDF

 

[Joe Shearer]

Ah, who could tell there was such empathy between the experiences of Indians and Pakistanis?

Proust refers. A la recherche du temps perdu. We are ultimately all the same humans. It is not quite empathy, I think; more an understanding of the helplessness of our disposition when faced by even the most banal circumstances.

 

[Pan-Islamic-Pakistan]

almost all of us have some mistakes in our lives. but some mistakes we commit at childhood and they keep hurting us very long times . i have some mistakes but one of my mistake i can not forgive myself until now even after 30 years .

i was some 8-9 years old . my mom send me to bahwalpur a city nearby to bring her Aunty (sister of her father). i happily went there as i was always been sent by family for such works . they just inform me the location and by asking 2-3 guys i reached . she welcome me we have good day then evening she get ready to come with me . suddenly she said she have 2 students of her son what they will eat and how they will sleep alone . she went mosque nearby and bring those two guys too . i still remember one was fair skin fat guy and another dark skin thin with one arm disabled . it seem his arm was dried by some sickness. i did not liked that guy because of his disability . we reached our home at early night and my mom make some good food rice and meat as we have culture . when my mom distribute food she told me to eat with those two guys . i refused and i said no i don't wanna eat with them . she asked why ? i said that guy have bad arm my mom really hurt she shouted me and send me upper portion for sleep without food and i leave . i still feel how bad that guy may think when i refuse to eat with him i was stupid a disable person need our kindness . i left pakistan and return and left again but can not find that poor guy so i can eat with him and apology from him .i wish i meet him one day and apology from him for my behavior of that night . he was poor student from some village whom was living and studding there with aunty of my mom she is dead now . hope one day i meet son of that aunty and ask him about that guy.whenever i remember that day my head go down to shame .

If it is any solace brother, you will not be accountable for mistakes made before the age of puberty. Even after, as long as there is genuine tawbah, Allah swt will always shower mercy on the one seeking his pleasure.

Prophet Muhammad saws used to make istighfar 1,000x a day, even though he was sinless. What of us?

Ah, who could tell there was such empathy between the experiences of Indians and Pakistanis?

Ask Kashmiris about the empathy of Indians...

 

[lastofthepatriots]

So many regrets, it’s not even worth recalling them.