As I remember it:
In 2005, a major earthquake hit northern Pakistan. We live in the south of the country. Many people came forward to help with the disaster relief efforts. Some went to the disaster site to personally help with the relief efforts. Some donated clothes and other essential items. Some contributed money. By the grace of Allah, the entire nation was united in helping those in need.
In response to an alumnus' call, a school alumni was hastily formed to raise funds for the victims. We were a small group of women from various years. Our first fund-raiser was a success. We donated it to an organisation actively working for the cause. All thanks to Allah.
We decided to continue with the alumni and organise fundraisers for various causes. ... along came a Fashion Show. I was perplexed. It was against my religious beliefs ... As a key member of the group, I didn't know whether to participate or walk away.
As I was driving the car one morning, I earnestly spoke with Allah. I poured my heart out. My concerns about the religious aspects, and everything else that was on my mind. I don't remember all I said, but I do remember asking for a clear answer, and not a sign, as I would not understand it.
I reached home and parked the car inside the gate. As usual, the metal gate was then closed, and locked with the sliding latch in place. I went into the kitchen. Few minutes later, our driver started shouting at someone to stop. I came out to see the car had reversed though our gate into the under-construction house across the street.
The temporary brick room of the under-construction house was broken. Thank God, no one was inside it. It was re-erected by the workers by next morning.
A big cane at the construction-site went through the rear window of our car, shattering it to pieces. The car also had some dents from the impact.
Our metal gate was not broken, just the latch was slightly bent out of shape!
Our driver, who had been standing somewhere near the car, said he saw someone seated in the car and reversing it. There was no one in it when the car halted across the street.
I wanted to discuss what this meant, but couldn't speak with the people I wanted to consult on the matter.
I went along with the fund-raiser, and eventually left the alumni group later when another project contrary to my religious values came along.
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