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Well he and I had a falling out and I think, if handled maturely, there would have been no need for such drastic action. Plus, my father was not at all pleased with our behavior.

It's happened, it's over. Forget about it.
 
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If anyone committed a sin then please do not make another mistake by sharing it on PDF.
It is wrong to share your sins.

We all have made mistake. I believe I should have made better choices when I was in my 20s, but then again life is a experience, you cant go back and its never too late. This goes to all of the people on PDF, you should reflect on your life and where you are going, make some goals and try to build yourself up.

Procrastination is a disease. As Qaida Azzam said, think 1000 times but once you make a decision then work hard to fulfil it.

Decision regarding career, family, health etc, it's best to spend 6 months to do some deep research and then make a decision. I learnt this from a PDF member who said dont spend all of your time on PDF, make some goals in your life and achieve them, build yourself up, only then you can make a change in your country, in your life.
 
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As a 15 year old i was an up and coming junior boxing champion winning a number of regional titles, at one point i was in the top 5 in the country after just a handful of fights.

I lost one particular fight against a very experienced national champion and that depressed me to the point where i started to lose interest and hanging with the wrong crowd, joining gang, lots of girls attention.....i regret i didnt carry on
 
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Lahore, end of December of 2007, was going home late at night around 10:30 or 11 pm. There was an accident on the cavalry bridge and I was stuck just before the bridge for about 30 minutes. By the time I started moving i was afraid that one more delay en-route and I may wet myself, so I was driving with a purpose. Crossed the walton road-cavalry signal and there, i saw a boy roughly 8 to 10 years old sitting on the greenbelt with newspapers in his folded arms, wearing a t-shirt or a kameez or a shirt but i am dead sure he was not wearing anything warm as he was shivering like he was being electrocuted.
Anyways, after i regained sanity i cursed myself and went back, didn't find him. That was one of the worst night of my life as i cursed myself repeatedly and just couldn't sleep well. I went back every single day of the week but didn't find that boy. To this day that scene is like a scar and driving past that signal is still a painful experience.
May God help that child and forgive me for not helping that poor soul. I could rather I should have stopped for a minute or 30 seconds.
 
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I have made many mistakes, some very grave, some very embarrassing, some very hateful. I don't want to weigh them and decide which one was worst but yeah, all of them are associated with feelings of guilt and regret, remembering them is like activating a permanent knife in the heart.
 
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almost all of us have some mistakes in our lives. but some mistakes we commit at childhood and they keep hurting us very long times . i have some mistakes but one of my mistake i can not forgive myself until now even after 30 years .

i was some 8-9 years old . my mom send me to bahwalpur a city nearby to bring her Aunty (sister of her father). i happily went there as i was always been sent by family for such works . they just inform me the location and by asking 2-3 guys i reached . she welcome me we have good day then evening she get ready to come with me . suddenly she said she have 2 students of her son what they will eat and how they will sleep alone . she went mosque nearby and bring those two guys too . i still remember one was fair skin fat guy and another dark skin thin with one arm disabled . it seem his arm was dried by some sickness. i did not liked that guy because of his disability .:frown: we reached our home at early night and my mom make some good food rice and meat as we have culture . when my mom distribute food she told me to eat with those two guys . i refused and i said no i don't wanna eat with them :hitwall: . she asked why ? i said that guy have bad arm :frown: my mom really hurt she shouted me and send me upper portion for sleep without food and i leave . i still feel how bad that guy may think when i refuse to eat with him :cry: i was stupid :frown: a disable person need our kindness :tsk:. i left pakistan and return and left again but can not find that poor guy so i can eat with him and apology from him :tsk:.i wish i meet him one day and apology from him for my behavior of that night . he was poor student from some village whom was living and studding there with aunty of my mom she is dead now . hope one day i meet son of that aunty and ask him about that guy.whenever i remember that day my head go down to shame . :angel:
I was like 6-7 years old...living in Pakistan then. My family and I went to visit...some very distant relatives somewhere. I was born and raised in Lahore...the ppl we were visiting lived in some village(I don't remember the name of it). This was my first time experiencing non city life...
...and so naturally as a curious kid I was intrigued by everything that was different...or wasn't a part of experience before. Things like feeding the cows, getting soaked in the running tubewell water, sleeping underneath the open sky on a "manji", etc. At some point the children(of that family) showed me the chickens they had. The little chicks(choozay) were absolutely adorable...and I wanted to grab one(in my hand) so I can pet it. So as I was running after them trying to catch one...I accidentally stepped on the neck of one of them. I heard the distinct sound of neck breaking...and worst of all...the poor "chooza" didn't die right away. He was still alive crying in pain...I just picked it up and held it in my hand...
...with a thousand thoughts running through my head in addition to immense remorse and regret. I desperately wanted to somehow miraculously fix everything...at the same time I thought about putting it out of its misery so it wouldn't suffer. I don't think it lived long...but those few seconds seemed way too long...and I spent those few seconds in that confused remorseful state...practically frozen...unable to bring myself to end its suffering quicker.

Yes it wasn't intentional...but still it was due to my sheer stupidity that the chick died so painfully. To this day...I think about it...and I haven't forgiven myself for it. I still wish I could go back in time...and somehow take back that suffering I caused.
 
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My Biggest mistake was my life in childhood:

When I was studying in a English Medium private school near by My house. After 9th class exam, I wanted to leave the school because my other friends left the school.

There was a school around 25 KM from MY house and, school buses were available to travel. Because school was located in the main city. Movie theaters and other most facilities were available.

So I cried and tried everything to convince my family and father but they not agreed! so finally copied of my father signature and got the school transfer certificate. Later my family came to know also and it was 1st time i broken my family trust on me.

furthermore , I enjoyed my life during the my school times but actually my career was almost destroyed and also it effected my marks (%).

I never forget my 1st mistake because it changed my whole life.

@Imran Khan
 
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I think taking to violence when i was young was my biggest mistake. My parents did everything to stop it , including belting the hell out of me , but i did not learn.

To paraphrase the poet WH Auden: I know what all school children learn --- those to whom harm is done do harm in return.
 
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My Biggest mistake was my life in childhood:

When I was studying in a English Medium private school near by My house. After 9th class exam, I wanted to leave the school because my other friends left the school.

There was a school around 25 KM from MY house and, school buses were available to travel. Because school was located in the main city. Movie theaters and other most facilities were available.

So I cried and tried everything to convince my family and father but they not agreed! so finally copied of my father signature and got the school transfer certificate. Later my family came to know also and it was 1st time i broken my family trust on me.

furthermore , I enjoyed my life during the my school times but actually my career was almost destroyed and also it effected my marks (%).

I never forget my 1st mistake because it changed my whole life.

@Imran Khan
tu to kuch ziada hi smart ban raha tha re baba:lol:
 
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when I was 10 years old I threw a kitten into well in my Granny village in Karwar, Karnataka... Thankfully one local saw me doing that he slapped me and rescued saved that kitten.... Now I love animals and have 3 cats at my home.... But now I realize what kind of SIN I was going to commit.....
 
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when I was 10 years old I threw a kitten into well in my Granny village in Karwar, Karnataka... Thankfully one local saw me doing that he slapped me and rescued saved that kitten.... Now I love animals and have 3 cats at my home.... But now I realize what kind of SIN I was going to commit.....

That goodness for that rescuer and for you to now have three cats. I adore cats but no longer have them because dogs have all killed them.
 
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