A woman had a good business back in old days. She had workers but she needed a man to handle all her trades and financial matters honestly, locally as well as abroad.
Then she heard of a man who had a reputation for honesty and integrity. She asked him to manage her business. The man agreed and she hired him.
He took charge of his new job and managed it with utmost honesty. He was not only honest with his employer but with his customers too. If a product was faulty or had some defect, he would tell the customer before making a sale.
Gradually, the business flourished even more. The businesswoman was so happy and impressed by the man that she fell in love and proposed him. The man accepted the proposal and together they made a beautiful story of an ideal couple.
That is a love story we all know. Yet, we all hide it somehow. An empowered and businesswoman? A male subordinate? A woman proposing a man? A woman 15 years elder than him?
An eternal love story.
The woman was Khadija RA.
The man was Prophet Muhammad PBUH.
Then, we became the followers, and we messed up all the concepts of love.
