BE HAYAAI KE NUQSAANAAT

Chapter 4 - Desires of the heart.

Dil Ki Kwahishaat.

(Desires of the heart.)

"Kabi Kabi kisi se esa rishta ban jaata hain, ke har jeez se pehle usi ka khyaal aata hain."

"Sometimes a relationship with someone becomes such, that your thoughts stray to that person before thinking of anything else."

* * *

The night sky was illuminated with stars, as well as the full moon.
The darkened roads were lit up by the countless street lights. Thousands of cars lined the highways of Johannesburg city, all the cars had come to an abrupt standstill. For the last half an hour the cars had hardly moved much due to a major accident, and Daaniyaal had a feeling that he would be stuck in traffic for another hour or two.

For the last three days they had heavy downpours, which meant that drivers supposed to be more careful on the roads, as rain meant that all the oil spillages from past accidents would merge with the water, and water merging with oil meant slippery roads, and slippery roads meant that reckless drivers would be bound to meet up in an accident.

This occurred almost every time it rained.

Boksburg was still a twenty minute drive away, but with all this traffic he really didn't know what time he would reach home.

He was exhausted.

Being the bank manager of the Johannesburg FNB branch sometimes was a tiring job.

Today had been one of those days where the systems had been shutting down, people came complaining about one thing or another.

He had to deal with enraged customers whose internet transfers hadn't come through even after many days, and an even angrier woman whose cell phone banking was not working properly, like that was his fault!

He just wanted to shower, perform his maghrib Salaah, which he should have just performed in the car instead of making it qadha and his esha, then head to bed.

As if on cue, his stomach grumbled, like it was telling him, 'don't you dare forget me, you've only fed me breakfast since the morning!'.

He sighed.

He was so busy running around, phoning other branch managers and trying to calm down angry customers that he hadn't even taken a break for lunch, and unlike usual days his mother hadn't packed lunch for him as she hadn't been feeling very well.

He had convinced her that he would be okay and that he would buy something as there were many halaal restaurants and takeaways in Johannesburg, but he didn't even have time to step out of the bank.

He sigehd again.

He really needed to get married now. He couldn't rely on his mother his whole life and besides that, he was getting abit lonely now.

He was already twenty six, turning twenty seven soon. No girl wanted an unfit grandfather as a husband, he needed to catch a wake up and show some interest in the countless girls his mother always suggested they go and see, before he hit thirty.