MARJAAN- COMPLETE HALF OF MY DEEN (#YourStoryIndia) (#ProjectWomenUp)

Chapter 7- Time

Abu Huraira reported: The Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings be upon him, said: Allah the Almighty said:

قَالَ اللَّهُ عَزَّ وَجَلَّ يُؤْذِينِي ابْنُ آدَمَ يَسُبُّ الدَّهْرَ وَأَنَا الدَّهْرُ بِيَدِي الْأَمْرُ أُقَلِّبُ اللَّيْلَ وَالنَّهَارَ

Allah the Exalted said: The son of Adam abuses me. He curses time and I am time, for in my hand are the night and day.

Source: Sahih Bukhari 4549, Grade: Muttafaqun Alayhi

2010 December 17

Amjad P.O.V

She has to say yes. Won't she?? Of course she will say yes. What if
she says no? Why would she say no? But then again, why would she say
yes?

My mind was driving me crazy. All I could think about was Marjaan's
response to my proposal.
I tried to distract myself but that wasn't happening. I earnestly
prayed to Allah to make her my halal women for life and jannah.

Time stood adamantly still.
I cursed time and then I realized that in my anxiety i was sinning and it is not correct to curse time

Farza and Ummi were busy preparing gifts for taking to Marjaan's
house. It's first time I'm going to see a girl with a marriage
proposal and I wanted it to be my last. She's the one, I knew.

I tried to distract myself by playing ball with Rayyan, but clearly nothing
could let me focus on anything else. By mid afternoon, I was a bundle
of nerves already worrying myself sick to the thought of rejection.

"Amju what are you wearing for evening?" It was Farza.
"I don't know. Anything?" scratching my ears, a habit I had when was on the
edge.

"No. That won't do. You can't walk into her house wearing some funky
tees and fancy boots. She'd scream 'NO!' and throw ice on your face!"

"Diii" I sounded hoarse even to myself.
"Get ready, we're going out shopping!

I insisted jeeju to come along with us because Farza could be a
handful when she's shopping. He drove us to a nearby mall and went to
browse the Crossword book stall.

I was still twitching inside
visualizing she screaming rejecting my proposal. She won't throw ice
perhaps, but what if she did something? Ran away in horror? Ya Allah!

"Hello?? Earth to Ireland...earth to Ireland. Are you coming back?"
"Huh?"
"You know Amju, I wouldn't say not to day dream about her. But I
want you to concentrate when you are here shopping with me. Now go try
this on"

It looked real classy. I felt grateful to her merciless selection
process that involved disregarding all shirts I thought was decent.

As I walked to trial room, and my thoughts instantly went back to her.
Will Marjaan love shopping as much?
After a while I left her alone to shop for herself while I joined
jeeju for to get some coffee.

"So aliya, you ready to get married?"

"Jeeju, now you don't start okay.
Your wife has been picking on me
all day!" I moaned.

"I hear you brother" he chuckled.

"Take it from me. Never ever lose
your patience with your women. They might drive you nuts sometimes,
but nobody will care for you as they would"

I looked up at jeeju with sudden admiration but his eyes were locked on
something and he was smiling.
I followed his gaze and Farza coming out
of the store with lot of shopping bags. I saw love.

Maan, I wanted
this.
"Subhanallah! Now we can go home!" I said, much relieved.

I didn't bother checking what she bought as I know it would be good.
The ride back home was another episode of me constantly turning pink
as Farza wouldn't give it a rest.

She took great joy in blabbering how
I was heads over heals for someone I met two days back. I didn't
bother correcting them.

We reached home and there was an hour more till we have visit Marjaan.
I prayer a lot and asked Allah to make me calm as my heart was
pounding.

I opened my shopping bag and to my horror, I saw the price tag first. It was an expensive designer shirt, pale green in
color.

It felt so smooth on hands. I paired it with beige pants and
set my hair. Not so bad, I thought looking at my reflection.
The rest of my family were ready and was waiting for me.

"Where are we going?" Rayyan asked.

"We are going to mami's house" said Farza beaming

"Who's mami?" Rayyan asked innocently.

"Amju mama is marrying your mami"

He suddenly broke into tears, surprising us all. I dint know what to
do. Before we could ask what the matter was, he explained it himself,
sobbing.

"Mama won't play with me once he gets his new friend"

I went over and consoled him.
"No Rayyu baby, I will always play with you. Your will be my
favorite player! Now
buddy, give me a five!"

His tiny little hands met mine in the air and the rest of my family
watched on smiling.

I said a silent prayer before we left for her house. It was just a 5
minutes drive from my house. My body got stiff I was finding it hard
to breathe.

What if? My insecurities rushed back in full swing as all
were ushered inside by her family. Ummi exchanged gifts to Ferooza
aunty and the environment was pleasant. It was Ijaz who took the
initiative,

"Let Amjad and Marjaan meet, what say?"

It was met with general consent. I was directed to their back garden
where there was a table and two chairs waiting. I felt like my life
was unfolding like a movie script.

Ijaz told me Marjaan would join me
sooner and I gave him aweak nod. I sat there waiting, what felt like centuries to me.

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