Once, there was a young woman named Zehra, studying at one of the finest private universities.
She was from the South — born into a powerful tribal family with vast lands and wealth.
But her parents’ greed was endless; nothing ever satisfied them.
One day, while Zehra was still studying, her family decided to marry her off to an older man — a wealthy, military-rooted figure from another tribe.
Their only goal was to use Zehra as a bridge to seize more power and property.
Zehra was kind, gentle, and trusting.
While her friends explored life, built their futures, and dreamed freely, she was forced to freeze her studies and obey her family’s command.
At first, she tried to stay hopeful.
But soon, her world turned dark — her husband became violent.
Each day, her body and soul carried new bruises.
Her laughter faded, and sickness slowly took over.
Two years passed.
Her friends graduated, chasing bright careers and cities filled with light.
Zehra, meanwhile, was trapped in a cage built by tradition and betrayal.
Then came the cruelest blow: her husband decided to divorce her.
But before that, he had tricked her into signing hidden papers.
Through deceit, he not only kept his own fortune
he also took everything her family once owned:
their lands, their titles, their wealth.
And so, Zehra became a victim — not just of one man,
but of her own blood.
When the scandal reached a TV talk show, her family tried to justify themselves.
But no one could erase what had been done.
Left alone, stripped of everything, Zehra finally woke up.
She returned to the university she once had to leave behind.
She studied harder than ever — fueled by pain, guided by truth.
In time, she became one of the most respected sociologists of her generation.
Because she understood something most people never do:
those who have never walked through pain
can never truly understand humanity.
With love and regards,
Oğuz Can Şen
