The road to god: Chronicles of a former witch. Memoir. Kamila Niyazova
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Nikara’s sister left him, but she lost her second child, and later it turned out that the child was deformed. During pregnancy, she herself felt unwell, could not eat or drink, and lost a lot of weight.
But she wasn’t the only one going through a difficult time in her life.
When the younger brother of two sisters went to work, he met a girl. Married early.
There were only two marriages. The first broke up due to the betrayal of his first wife.
The second marriage broke up because both were careerists and did not find a common language. Each of them believed that their work was more important.
But it was the second marriage that left a mark on his heart. After that there were more than enough girls, the guy was prominent, but they were different. Work, drinking, meeting friends and nervous breakdowns.
As is customary, in search of a miracle, the whole family turned to God in prayer for help.
– And you know what? It worked, although not immediately, but little by little his life returned to the right direction.
After graduating from college, Nikara changed jobs several times, eventually getting a job as a call center operator.
At the same time, Nikara met a young man and became pregnant, but her chosen one abandoned Nikara and her unborn child. Already in the womb, the child was diagnosed with heart disease. She had a hard time, starting from the second trimester of pregnancy, the diagnosis of the baby and their abandonment plunged her into depression. Frequent trips to the hospital frayed her nerves.
At 9 months she met another man. The romance had just begun when he immediately invited her to sign and register the baby as his own.
So Nikara gave birth and got married. Her husband Khoval lived with his wife and son in Nikara’s parental home. But he wanted to live separately. Since the child had open heart surgery at 6 months, he was given disability, but only for a year.
All the finances that belonged to the baby were spent on renting housing and, as it turned out, in vain.
Khoval had an accident, he was not injured, but was left without a car, the child’s disability was ending, Khoval had difficulties with work, and he had to spend the children’s money. Nikara herself and the baby were in the hospital every month, and their relationship with Khoval completely deteriorated.
After living for a year and a half, Khoval and Nikara divorced, he abandoned the child, but Nikara continued to take care of her son, her parents helped her.
She named her son Arnie. Arnie grew up as a very kind and loving boy, but after the operation he could not speak for a long time.
But if only she knew that the worst was yet to come.
One day, long-forgotten questions began to haunt Nikara. She asked herself:
– Why is everything happening this way? Am I to blame? But can I blame others?
Of course, there was no answer, because the dialogue was conducted with oneself. Without thinking twice, Nikara, tired of crying almost every day about everything, decided to distract herself through the Internet.
By chance, she came across videos and news about worse things happening in the world than what she and everyone in her family experienced. Disasters, illnesses, murders and violence – this is what she stumbled upon in her search for something that could distract her from what was happening in her life, but such distraction is impossible.
Then Nikara said to herself:
– I’m so tired of nothing changing in my life, maybe I’ll try to help at least someone?
With these words, Nikara’s adventure into the world of medicine began. She began to study the topic of blood problems around the world, the main diseases that affected many people, no matter where they were in the world.
A little later Nikara asked herself a new question:
– Why were there no attempts by scientists in their laboratories to test such a theory, which states that a disease can be treated with a disease… A kind of vaccine of one disease from another…
In an attempt to appeal to the world, in the hope that at least someone would hear her, she began writing video messages, which, by the way, to put it mildly, did not yield results.
She was even more confused by the fact that everywhere, some people were looking for reasons to ruin the lives of others. Namely, nationalism, simply the desire of individuals to suppress those who are not like them…
We are all flesh and blood. Today a person has money, tomorrow he doesn’t, today a person hates another for his appearance, and tomorrow these same people who were disgusted with him will help when people like him reject him, because they unconsciously see themselves in him.
Nikara thought it was great that we were different: in body type, hair color, eye color and much more. Once again, she is reaching out to the world through social media. As you already understood, this was of no use to anyone.
The funny thing is that, having achieved nothing in her own life, she zealously shouted to the world that was avoiding her.
2 CHAPTER
Magic through the eyes of Nikara
– This was the first step from which her despair and curiosity led to that very ill-fated time.
Thus began the study of Nikara – the connection of magic, myths and legends with the physical world. The connection turned out to be so close that theoretically it would be difficult not to notice it, because they border each other.
– We see with human eyes.
The time has come to show you that the physical world is protected by THE ONE WHO Created it, Redeemed it at the cost of His Life and will soon Deliver it…
– From what?
This will be discussed a little later.
Looking back and realizing that even now everything was going wrong, Nikara began to think that someone had cast a curse on them.
– Otherwise, why would all this happen?
In the Nikara family, although everyone loved each other and helped in difficult times, there were frequent quarrels and sometimes fights, this continued from childhood, as was said at the very beginning. There were few heart-to-heart conversations and, roughly speaking, everyone lived their own lives, experiencing many difficulties, and silently carrying them within themselves, in most cases.
And then one day, unable to bear it, Nikara asked her mother:
– Why does everything happen this way in our family? It’s like someone cursed us.
Then