When sisters grow up, after the mother, the sisters do all the household chores, and especially all the small and big tasks of the brothers. An exemplary love between brother and sister is flourishing. The sister takes care of every little need of her brother and fulfills every task for him on time. The sister is the sympathizer and comforter of the brother. If the brother falls ill or gets into trouble, the sister becomes restless, wondering when her brother's suffering will end. She considers even the smallest pain as a great pain and stands by him, prays for him, and prays for his safety, health, and blessings in his life.
And the brother is the protector of the sister and takes care of her little wishes. If the sister falls ill, he worries and asks about her well-being. The relationship between brother and sister is a very beautiful relationship. There is love in this relationship, as well as fights and arguments, and excessive concern for each other. In short, after the parents in a family, the brother and sister are each other's hope, support, and companions in happiness and sorrow. And then the brothers get married. The sisters celebrate that occasion with great joy, thinking that our happiness will increase and another flower will smile in our courtyard. But alas! From there, the relationship between brother and sister begins to deteriorate. The one who comes, whom we bring as a flower, immediately presents the sisters as thorns in the eyes of the brothers. The same sister who was so dear yesterday becomes a burden today. She becomes the root of discord. In just a few days, everything from the past is forgotten: that love, that concern, that care, that affectionate hand on the head... Alas! That flower that we desire to adorn our courtyard with, whose arrival we welcome into our home with great joy, with many hopes and many wishes to make life more beautiful, now the same woman begins to weaken the roots of relationships, and a day comes when she succeeds. Hatred begins to flourish in place of love in blood relations. Relationships fall apart. Sisters become a burden. Parents become strangers. All love is confined to just one being. Parents and sisters are treated like strangers. Years of love weaken in months!!
A woman can make a house a paradise or a hell...
May Allah make us among those who unite homes.
Not among those who break homes.
Ameen, O Lord of the Worlds.