Waiting

I recently read A thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosein; there is quote that really cut me deep. It reads, “Of all the hardships a person had to face, none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.”  

I live in Germany and I use public transport and that means sometimes I have to wait for an hour or even more if the train don’t show up. On good days I uber home if its close because I hate waiting. But most days I have to endure it, lucky me my hobby saves me the frustration of checking the clock. I always have a book or my kindle with me.  

The quote reflects the profound impact of waiting on individuals, particularly in the context of hardship and adversity.  
In the book Tariq waited and followed Laila to the end of the world. I have a different take on waiting especially for “Individuals” or love per se. Yes, Hollywood movies have showed us that when it comes to love persistence pays off. Sometimes it does but what of the times it doesn’t. What happens to the people that wait for love, for change, for life to be better and then it never gets better. What is their reward? In heaven? 
In the book Mariam was born out of wedlock, her destiny was already determined. In the end she was beheaded for killing her abusive husband.  

When it comes to love, I can say wait for the one, but do not wait for someone to become the one; sometimes, they will never. If you can weigh the situation, I don’t know which yardstick you are going to use because people move funny. There is absolutely no reward in suffering, especially for a love that seems uncertain.