Page 2 The Young PrincessMahsa’s heart became so hungry and thirsty for the Love that her father had showered upon her. She thought, maybe if I
bear my husband children, then he will shower my heart with the
Love that I so hunger and thirst for. So Mahsa bore her husband
a daughter.
As time had past, Mahsa had bore her husband two more daughters and a son; a man-child. Mahsa had thought, surely
now my husband will shower the garden of my heart with Love,
for I have bore him four children, and one is a man-child. But
Mahsa became sad again, because her heart longed for the
showers of Love that her father had so graciously showered upon
her heart. The beautiful garden in her heart was slowly loosing
its beauty, loosing its glamour, loosing its grandeur. Mahsa’s
garden within her heart was slowing dying.
After some time had past, Mahsa had, with careful thought and planning, decided what she would do. She would shower
Love upon her children, plant them a garden within their hearts,
the same that her father had planted in hers. There would be
trees of all sorts, plants of all kinds, flowers with such an array of
colors. The showers of Love that she needed, she would receive
from her children. Mahsa would teach her children, Love.
In addition to planting a garden of Love in each one of her children’s heart, and receiving the showers she needed for her
own garden in her own heart, she would accept her husband as
he is, and try to make the best of her marriage.
In the years that followed, Mahsa would work on the arid heart of her husband, trying to plant some sort of a garden within
his heart. She had finally developed on the outer edges of her
husband’s heart, a garden that friends, family, and passersby
would look upon and see a beauty in his heart.
But what visitors to her husband’s heart could not see, is what Mahsa knew. Looking past the garden on the outer edges
of his heart, a visitor would see the rocks, the brush, the thistles,
and the thorns that she had tiredly tried so hard to remove from
his heart.
As Mahsa’s children grew, she Loved them and showered their hearts with Love and affection. She also had the company
of her friends and family. Her desire was to be a mother to her
children and a wife to her husband.
Before Mahsa’s son was born, an older couple that was new to the area where she and her husband had made their home,
started trading at her husband’s business. Each time that the
older couple would stop, they would rest and visit for awhile.
Before long Mahsa’s husband and the older couple had become
good friends. Occasionally, Mahsa would also be there at the
store when the older couple would stop by for a visit. The older
couple Loved Mahsa so much, and since they had no girls of their
own, only boys, ask if they could adopt Mahsa.
Then while on a visit to her homeland to visit her father, Mahsa and her children were not allowed to go back home to her
husband. A month visit turned into a three-month ordeal. After
three months Mahsa and her children were able to go back
home.
Within the next few days and weeks after her arrival back to her home and her husband, there were so many questions asked
her about the status of their marriage; she had to investigate.
Her investigation revealed that her husband had a mistress sleeping in her bed while she was barred from leaving her
homeland. The greatest hurt that she could have ever received,
came from her husband not valuing her trust and her
commitment. Mahsa had decided that when the youngest child
turned of age of adulthood would be the day that she leaves to
live a happy and fulfilled life. Until then she would raise her
children, Love them and live her life with them while separating
herself from her husband.
The tale of Princess Mahsapage 2 of 3 By Mohamad Rezar
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