I watched GhostWhisperer for the first time and I felt something stir inside me.

OK I know it's just a show, but that gave me a new perspective in issues I face once in a while. When I meet girls who are pregnant out of wedlock, I am all for giving the babies up for adoption. I wonder why they are adamant about keeping the babies. I mean, don't they realise how bleak their babies' future could turn out to be in their care and how unfair that is to these innocent children?

But who am I to judge? I was never pregnant out of wedlock, never was I an unwed mother. By default, I have never been estranged by parents who might have come close to me upon finding out about my pregnancy. Nothing has happened to my body out of my own free will (except the getting fat naturally part) and I never had to deal with a shotgun marriage within weeks after finding out I'm expecting.

More importantly, I have never dealt with the sickening thoughts of having to give my child to someone else, and to accept that I will never have to see him or her ever again.

So what the he*l do I know? Next to nothing actually.

I'm not sure whether these girls have made the right decisions. Of course, I hope they have, and pray they will. My duty is to guide them, through knowledge & experience. I may lack true life experience, but I'll try my best for them, I promise.

The past few weeks, we've been bombarded with issues of premarital sex, loosening of values, out of wedlock pregnancies, STDs amongst our teens.

The chance has come for me to make a difference. And I'm determined to make it good this time. May Allah bless me with much hope & banish all my lazy bones away. If not now, when else?