Part 297- The Epilogue (Part 2)

As narrated by Aara

Happily ever after. And as we have obviously and ultimately come to understand ,that there is no such thing in this temporary world.

But there is happiness, and sometimes intense bouts of it. In the smallest, most simplest of things..Like in Hana’s dimpled smile, a fleeting memory of Zoheb, Laeeka’s peppermint cake, Zainab’s motivating words, Maariah’s half a dozen children, Riza’s slurping at every single meal, Arshad’s not so funny jokes, Immy’s contentment every time he looked at his family and Nemo’s affection towards Hana. And these simple things, gestures, and moments make that feeling of happiness priceless.

Getting married for the second time, especially when it’s not because the first marriage ended in divorce, isn’t as easy as it looks and I didn’t think that I had it in me to actually go through with it. But looking back, it’s the best thing that I could have done. For all of us.

It was hard in the beginning, when you have gone through living with someone else already, when you have already experienced those early morning smiles, a cup of coffee made for you by him, when you have already bumped into someone else in a mad dash to the bathroom that you both share, when there had already been another toothbrush next to yours, when you had already fallen asleep besides someone else before him, when there is no expectation and yet there is. It was no cake walk. We really did struggle and after much contemplation, we decided to take the plunge and that plunge meant that Nemo would have to take up a job offer far away from home.

And it proved to be one of the best decisions of our lives yet!

For amongst the tall, widespread mountains, gusts of pure, fresh air , we found ourselves again, we rediscovered ourselves on a level that was so honest, so pure, our eyes were opened to the beauty of our Creator and of our Deen. We became more and more inclined to what our real purpose was on this earth, we became better Muslims, and under the influence of these beautiful changes, our friendship thrived, our marriage thrived and a new love blossomed. Love truly can happen over and over again, for there are different kinds of love and when we realise and understand that we should love Allah the most and first, loving another ,for his pleasure, becomes so easy and in that love He places so much of goodness, so much of blessings.

My heart broke a million times every day since we had moved back to Durban…for I missed it, I missed home. I felt as though, if I had to forward my hand into the air, I would be able to feel the snowflakes melt on my fingers, as though I’d be able to marvel once again at the hundreds of peach trees in full blossom, as though I’d be able to inhale the soulful aroma of a rain-soaked piece of earth hundreds of meters above sea level, untainted, unpolluted…pristine..

But our parents were aging and longed to have us close to them so here we were, lock stock and barrel. The barrel being my huge tummy ofcourse!

So much had changed over the years but the smallest things remained intact.

I guess that everything and every little step is a learning experience.

“That’s alot of icing…”

I snapped out of my chain of thought and looked up into Zainab’s face and then back at the cupcake that I was icing and oh my gosh….

“It’s enough for an entire cake”, she grinned,’are you okay?”

“I’m fine”, I sighed, “lost in my mountain dreams again”

“I didn’t realize that it was this bad”, she laughed and that caught my attention..

“So he’s been complaining?”

“Not complaining but yeah he’s mentioned it” , she admitted

All our friends were in Durban with their kids and were staying with us for the next few days to welcome our new baby who seemed to be prolonging his or her arrival by a few days already. We…now lived in Nemo’s father’s house. We had our own extended wing and I honestly didn’t want to break Uncle A.K’s heart when he asked us to move there so here we were. Joint family living wasn’t quite my thing, but it’s actually turning out to be quite awesome I have to admit.

“When I had gone off to Madressa all those years ago,it took me a long while to adjust back to normality..”, Zainab said softly, ” so if it’s any consolation I know somewhat how you feel and once again, I’m always here if you ever need to talk”

I put the piping bag down and looked at Zainab. It’s not like I was depressed or stressed or unhappy or anything of the sort, I just couldn’t put my finger on the exact spot of the “disturbance”, if I could call it that. Maybe Nemo was right, I need to accept the move and let it go. It was the phase of our lives that was probably there to heal us and now it was back to the grind and back to the tests.

You see, life was simple on that side. People expected very little of you and in a good way. It was as though you were at peace, you were one with your soul and you were in sync with every beat of your heart. There were so few distractions, no malls, no fast city life, no halaal take aways, no entertainment and in the beginning I almost died of boredom but when my focus shifted , I had virtually no time on my hands, yet everything and more would get done in a day. On this side, it was so different yet this is where we grew up. It was as if you belonged and didn’t belong at the same time. To gain balance seemed impossible and I was stumbling every day.

Zainab listened intently and then smiled her million dollar smile.

“It’s because you’ve changed, your focus has shifted, you’ve grown and become a better version of yourself and that’s nothing to be afraid of”

Did I mention that Zainab had become a life coach? I didn’t. Well, she became a life coach!

“Isn’t this world just a test? And all these tests will come as they are meant to. Do what is right and you will never go wrong”

Haha!

I chuckled and hugged her. “You have no idea how much I needed that..JazakAllah Hu Khairan”

She whispered an Ameen and I could feel her smile while hugging me . I knew where that was coming from. It was the change, the shift in focus, the new closeness that I had felt towards my religion, what I had learnt and brought with me from those snow covered mountains . It was a life cycle, it was a new me.

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As narrated by Riza:

“Arshad your lighty is constantly behind my daughter!”, Nemo moaned for the hundredth time today

” She’s 9 years old Nemo” , I mumbled

“9 is as good as 19!”

I laughed and shook my head. When Hana turns 19, I feel sorry for her. Nemo would probably hire a few female Chinese assassin type bodyguards for her. Heck he’d probably make his son in law stay with them also!

” Look at how he’s throwing the ball to her!”, he moaned again

“That’s because they’re playing you idiot! Gosh you are so mental!”, Arshad laughed

Nemo sniggered irritably and still watched the kids like a hawk. Poor Adnaan, he was such a friendly little boy and surprisingly enough, Nemo’s “mental” behavior as Arshoo put it, didn’t seem to bother him at all.

“Hey hey get back! “, he shouted from the porch

“Sorry, I was just trying to help Hana with her shoelaces”, Adnaan said apologetically

“I’ll tie it” and he was gone in a flash

I burst out laughing and Arshad scoffed under his breath.

“I saw that Arshoo…and I’m really sorry”, Aara said as she entered with a tray full of delicious dessert in her hands, ” he doesn’t mean to hurt you.. I doubt he even knows how bad it is”

Arshad waved it off and urged Aara to sit down.

“It’s me not a stranger Aaroo…I know how he is when it comes to Hana ”

I smiled at Aara as she sat all flushed in this Durban heat.

“Miss the weather too?”, I asked

” Terribly” she sighed

I had been to their place a few times and it was more cold than hot almost always, even the summers were not as bad as Durban so I get why she looked like she was sitting in an oven! That and the fact that she was due any day now but moved around like a Superwoman!

“So..it’s good to see you like this”, I smiled, “Nemo and Aara are expecting a baby”

A small smile crept up on her face and she nodded slowly

“You guys have come a long, long way”

“Yyyep” , she sighed, “and after he or she is fine and well, I need to come to Jhb because I haven’t been there in ages!”

“Your mad husband will keep you under bed rest for a whole year”, Arshoo laughed, while pointing at Nemo lining up all the boys on one side of the yard and making them do garden work instead of playing,” look at him he’s so crazy!”

And then we watched him wipe Hana’s face with his handkerchief and feed her water because her hands were dirty and my heart melted again. He had truly given this precious little girl the love of two fathers and sometimes in his ways and actions, certain mannerisms and words, I saw glimpses of Zoheb. Each person is different, but one thing was certain, he was a much better father than even I was. He would take out the time to teach her new things every day, read to her , do every single thing that he could do for her without letting her become arrogant or proud and I was so proud of him.

When Aara and Nemo got married , Hana was just about 4 years old, and even though Aara and Nemo were friends for so many years, it was awkward for them to redefine themselves in a brand new relationship. I remembered their wedding day very fondly…

They had made nikaah on the very same day that Aara had proposed to him! Returning home from the beach, they broke the news to everyone and needless to say, everyone was ecstatic! They didn’t want to delay saying that everyone who they cared about was there and so that evening,in a simple way, nikaah was done and their relationship changed.

Aara and Hana moved back to Jhb for a few months and before we knew it they were packing their bags again to move very far away from everything and everyone. I had a lump in my throat when I remembered how Nemo cried when he accepted her into his nikaah, it was so evident that he couldn’t believe that the girl who he silently loved for over a decade,was finally his.

That they had crossed so many hurdles to be together, not out of want or need and now five years later, I still can’t find the right word to describe it. It was not a romantic wedding with movie induced frills and decor, there was nothing fancy about it. It was not a typical hold your breath wedding of the year, it was a unique union of two souls who loved each other from the darkest and deepest depths of their own selves, through scars and wounded trails, through hardship and sacrifice, it was the union of two warriors who fought each other for each other’s well being, it was the union of two friends who respected each other and perhaps it would never be a swept-off-your-feet kind of love, but it was still love. And love has more colors than you can count.

“Did you read the documents yet?”, Arshad asked while sipping on his juice

“I browsed through them earlier on but I love it so far”,Aara smiled, still all flushed. I felt so sorry for her because anyone could see that this pregnancy was taking its toll on her ,” I can’t believe how much it’s grown in fact Nuzayh also wants to branch out here in Durban so we can extend the same help here”

Arshad’s eyes lit up along with mine. We also couldn’t believe how much this whole thing had grown. What began as a shelter for abandoned babies and toddlers, from Zoheb and Aara’s home under my and Arshad’s supervision, had extended its wings and also became a shelter for widows and the elderly.

With two sizable buildings in Jhb, a growing branch in the Transkei and now a branch in Cape Town,hence the documents, under Immy and Maariah’s supervision, to yet another one in Durban, meant the world and more to us.

“I never thought that we would have the time or the constant dedication for it “, Arshad said , “but Allah is the most merciful and look it’s already five years”

“It feels like a redemption of sorts, a cleansing, a way of repentance for the wrong that we did” ,I admitted, ” and it leaves me feeling like a million bucks every single time and that in itself is so amazing Alhamdulillah”

“I hope that the most reward goes to him “, Aara said softly, and we knew who she was talking about, “because he really was the game changer in all our lives”

And she was right. Zoheb had left an impression so deep, an imprint so strong, on all our hearts that so many years later, his legacy still lived on.

I sat back in my chair, remembering my friend and watching the spectacle in front of me. Our circle had expanded and was still expanding…it was so amazing listening to the sound of all our kids laughter, having them run around us like the crazy loons that they were! The next generation of us..it felt exhilarating actually, minus the fact that it meant that we were getting older, but we had come this far and despite all the ups and downs, despite all the heartbreak and sadness, despite everything…we have all had nothing short of…a beautiful, beautiful journey

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Okay so that was like two posts in one…very late but better late than never 🙂

Last ever LLD Poll coming up tomorrow InshaAllah..stay tuned…

Much Love,

Shazia

And Today We Made Dhaiwaras…

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Salaams….

Happy Birthday LLD 🙂 Thanks to all of you who joined in and made yummy dhaiwaras today! As promised, here are the pics of everyone’s creations. It’s not too late…you can still send yours through

ummmm…one small problem. I know that everyone’s really looking forward to tonight’s post..so..i will either post really late or tomorrow. Haven’t had a chance to edit properly and it turned out to be a chaotic day today. I feel really terrible because it’s ready and everyday is always tomorrow *hide*

But…a BIG thank you to all of you for being with LLD for a whole year, it warms my heart and makes me feel like a million bux:) mwah

Much Love,

Shazia
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Part 140 – Home is where the Heart is

As narrated by Aara:
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To wake up at home was a feeling that I couldn’t put into words! I was soo excited! Everyone woke up for fajr and hopped straight back into bed after that!

We were tired, no doubt but 3 days in Durban was just too little time so I put on my tracksuit and tied my laces and as usual…my dad was warming up in the veranda.
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My dad: bright and early sunshine:)

Me: (hugging my dad) haven’t jogged with you in ages dad and I wouldn’t miss it for the world

My dad: aww my baby..you have just grown up too fast

Me: getting soppy on me now daddy?

I smiled at my dad as he patted my head and then made me do a few warm up exercises before we hit the road. Durban air…that crisp sea breeze how I loved it!

After a 5km jog we were back home.

Me: YOU are getting old father

My dad: (giving me a light shot on my shoulder) old my foot…don’t let your mother hear that;)

Me: (I put my finger on my lips ) promise
…Dad can I borrow your car after I shower and change?

My dad: sure where do you want to go?

Me:(smiling a big gigantic smile) to see my Uzzi pops!

My dad: Aara you’re going to go wake him up so early!

Me: its Jummah dad I’ll need to be back before 12 so I’ll go have breakfast with Uzair

My dad: okay okay..you can take my car or I can drop you and when you done I’ll fetch you, your choice but parking on the beachfront is a bit of a nightmare

Me: love you daddy! I’ll go get ready!

And I showered and changed while Laeeka, Mari and Zainab snored away. I stood outside Zoheb and Immy’s room door and hesitated to open it. It would be rude to just barge in! Okay let me just peep and I tried the handle but it was locked! Agh! I was about to turn around and walk away when the door opened suddenly, starling me and the person who opened it!

Me: (whispering) Immy!

Immy: (yawning) Good morning Aara

Me: how did you ever hear me?

Immy: (yawning again) actually I woke up to go to the toilet so…(Rubbing his eyes) go right in I’ll be back in a bit

And he walked off. No, actually he walked straight into the toilet door! Then he gathered his bearings, opened the door and went in. I wouldn’t be surprised if he fell asleep inside there!
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Zoheb was fast asleep. Awwww he looked even cuter when he was asleep. His mouth was slightly open and I couldn’t resist so I pulled out my phone and recorded as I …I shut his mouth with my finger…and it opened again…and again and again. I lifted his eyelids lol no luck he was so knocked out. Then I tickled the bottom of his nose and he sniffed in his sleep and rubbed his nose. I kissed him on his forehead and turned to go when….he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him.

Zoheb: (sounding so groggy) Assalaamualaikum Applepie

Me: (sitting next to him) Waalaikum salaam sleepyhead

Zoheb: hmmmm (he held my hand and seemed to drift off again)

And he was gone! I stared at him for a few seconds before I tucked him with his duvet and left the room.

My father dropped me outside Uzair’s apartment. I was always super excited to see him and as I got into the elevator I put a cloak over my clothes, a scarf and a pardah…Uzzi was in for a surprise :-p

And I knocked on the door…

Uzair:(opening the door) err, apa? Can I help you with something?

Me: (using sign language to show him that I wanted to come inside)

Uzair: Rrrright…. (Stroking his chin) Sorry, I think you got the wrong apartment.

Me: (shaking my head, then pointing my finger at him, then at me and joining my hands together)

Uzair: (his eyes going wide) Err, apa I think that’s really inappropriate! I err…. (Rubbing his neck) I’m married! So yeah…

Me: (I shook my head frantically and then did the most outrageous thing, I fell to the floor and grabbed his shoes!)

Uzair: Ya Allah! (Shaking his leg) Get off! Oh my god! (Trying to shut the door on me!) Get off me old lady!

Me: (pushing the door so it doesn’t close and howling loudly)

Uzair: (Backing up against the door to shut it) Why oh why does this shit happen to me?!

Silence for a few minutes…and then I slid a note under the door…”I’ve searched for you EVERYWHERE…ever since I saw you in India, I realised that you were my Shah Rukh and I am your Kajol”

Uzair: (reading the note) Hmm…. (His eyes opening in realization) Apaaa! (Opening the door and pulling the apa into his arms) Where have you been all my life Kajol?

Me: no man!! How did you guess so quickly!

Uzair: (raising his eyebrows like it isn’t obvious) which other lunatic is going to dress up like that and act like a crazy person with a crazier obsession with Shah Rukh? (Smirking)

Me: (laughing…) Errr point noted! (taking the parda off and hugging Uzair) Couldn’t breathe in there man!

Uzair: From no scarf to parda over night. Talk about being holy Aarooo (squeezing me to himself) How you been?

Me: Never been better actually…I might just die in this happiness since you’re squishing the air out of my lungs!

Uzair: You and your big mouth! I missed you cuzzy, so let me enjoy squishing you!

Me: So good to hear that from your mouth! So good to be missed! (Hugging Uzzi tighter) I missed you toooo! Now give me some food already kiddo coz I’m starving!

Uzair: (laughing) I know right! I’m probably the only person that will ever miss you (winking) Everyone else probably gets happy when you leave (roaring with laughter) I cooked some pasta for later. Want that?

Me: (pouting) Awwww…breaking my heart I tell you. Errrr….you cooked? Right. Can I rather have a can of fish or something:-p

Uzair: (his hand over his heart) OUCH! My cooking is actually amazing! You learn a lot while you travel. So no can food for you missy!

Me: (grinning) okay okay…peace (pulling Uzair’s cheeks) I’d love to try your hand food… (Fake tears) My Uzzi can cook… (Sniff) you’re all grown up!

Uzair: Oh Ms. dramatic! … Or should I say MRS dramatic now that you and Zoo are together. (winking and laughing to himself)

I took off my cloak and made myself comfortable at Uzair’s table.

Me: It’s so unbelievable…I mean there’s a whole new step of life in front of me and to think Uzair, it’s like just yesterday that we were kids.

Uzair: Yesterday? Aara you still are a kid! (laughing like he said the funniest thing ever)

Me: (laughing at Uzair laughing) Youuuu!

Uzair: Meeee! (Laughing) All I’m saying is if you were a grown woman you would not be playing charades in cloak and parda!

Me: (clicking my tongue) I had to get you how! Can’t be boring…but the look on your face (busting) was priceless!!!

Uzair: Eh seriously! I thought some weird aunty was coming to propose! (Running his fingers through his hair)

Me: (torn with laughter) You called me an OLD lady!! Uzair, the way in which you shook your leg and how you closed the door! (Almost falling off the stool) you were shit scared!

Uzair: Who wouldn’t be?! I know I said I wanted to get married… But not to one freaky apa kinda person that shows up at my door step (shaking his head and laughing)
(Leaning his head to one side) By the way… You haven’t said anything about my place? What do you think?

Me: (getting off the stool) So far so good. I’m loving the sleek modern look of it all. Be kind and give me a tour so I can comment on the rest of it

Uzair: You want a tour of my teeny tiny apartment?

Me: Oh it’s not teeny tiny, it’s yours! And I want to see everything please (batting my eyelashes)

Uzair: Well mi lady, this is my amazing kitchen where I burn all kinds of things (smiling warmly) Over here is the lounge, breath taking view of the beach! To the side we have the door to my balcony where I have a very lonesome breakfast. To the other side is the door to my bedroom. Come. And it all looks sleek because dearest Nuha furnished this place. (Leading me out his room) Here’s the guest bedroom so if you or Zoo or Nemo or anyone ever needs a place to crash my house is always open! That’s about it really.

Lonesome…I stood still in the passage and looked at him…

Uzair: Do NOT look at me with pity Aara.

Me: (still looking at him in that way) Are you okay?

Uzair: (sighing) Yes. No. I dunno (shrugging his shoulders). I’m not not okay but… (Leaning against the wall) I just don’t stick around here. I always keep moving. I can’t stick around here.
Well… At least not until I find a bichari nice wife (wink)

Me: (leaning against the wall across him, and taking in a deep breath) you don’t need a bichari, and wherever she is she won’t be a bechari. She will be the luckiest woman alive…to have her taqdeer written with yours (tears filling in my eyes) because she doesn’t know yet…what a gem you are and how pure that heart of yours is (tears now falling from my eyes)

Uzair: Aara no don’t cry! Not for me at least. I didn’t want this pity I was just.. You know… Speaking my mind.

Me: I could never pity you Uzair…(Still crying) but I know what it feels like…to be alone especially after loving someone…come here (hugging Uzair and still crying)

Uzair: (tightening his grip around me) Don’t hold onto the past Aara. You’ve got Zoo now. Don’t let the past drag you down. You’re a fighter. You found love. It gives me hope that I will find someone someday

Me: I can’t see you like this…

Uzair: (smiling) I’m not always like this. Only with people I trust. And I trust you Aara to keep this to yourself… Please

Me: (nodding and holding Uzair’s face, a few tears still escaping my eyes) may Allah give you more happiness than you can contain…more love than you ever wished for and give you someone who understands your every heartbeat. (holding his hand against his heart) because I know…and one day she will know the value of this (gently tapping his hand against his chest)

Uzair: (shaking his head in disbelief) What on Earth do I do with you Aara… You worry too much! Ameen to all of that madame. Now no more crying (wiping away the tears) okay? In time I’ll find someone and I’ll be sure she passes the Aara test! (wink)

Me: (nodding again and laughing a little while sniffing) okay…but…I’m here okay. Anytime, anywhere…I’ll coming running or flying or whatever…but I’ll be there

Uzair: (smiling a lopsided smile) Thank you Aara. For coming here, for listening, for making dua for my amazing dream wife! (winking and laughing)

Me: (linking my arm in his) always a pleasure…let’s christen that balcony and eat outside together

Uzair: Ill cook us up something AMAZING it will blow you away (breaking out into a full smile). Wanna help?

Me: Ooo pasta AND something else…defo bro..and I can fill in you in on the latest while we’re cooking…(Laughing) I still can’t believe you can cook!

Uzair: No mushy details about your love life though ok I’m warning you now…. Err… Aara. Just to get an idea… how experienced are you in the kitchen? (Raising an eyebrow)

Me: oh you’re cute! I’ve been living alone for almost five years dude..I can cook;)

Uzair: Well just in case your skills have a malfunction today (slipping an apron on) I’m protecting my white shirt!

Me: THIS I gotto have!!! (And I whipped out my cellphone and clicked a pic)

Uzair: (striking a pose) I know. I’m just THAT hot!
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Me: (laughing out loud) smmmmokiiing hot! Now give me an apron too please. Don’t wanna be going back to my Zoheb all dirty. I didn’t even tell anyone that I was coming you know, well except for my dad. The rest of them are probably still sleeping

Uzair: All your excuses… We all know you didn’t want to share me with everyone (winking) that’s why you came alone. (Laughing)

Me: that’s also true(blowing a kiss to Uzair) but seriously…we got in like really late last night and my bones are actually sore from all that climbing in Draks (washing my hands and putting on the apron) You remember Ziyaad?

Uzair: Ziyaad… (Stroking his chin) Hmm… Name rings a bell but you’ll have to jog my memory doll.

Me: That friend of ours man…Nemo and I were in school with him and he used to come home sometimes during the holidays. Oh wait wait, now you’ll def remember. The day you and I went to watch Deep Blue Sea and I told you this is my friend Ziyaad…THAT Ziyaad who came flying down the escalator in Gateway and all my milkshake fell on his face?? Remember?

Uzair: Why do you make me remember people through their most embarrassing moments (laughing hysterically) THAT dude!

Me: (laughing thinking about Ziyaad’s face splattered with milkshake) because it’s no fun otherwise;) so we stayed with him in Drakensburg at this huuuuge mansion…and sooo much happened! What are we making anyway? Because you’re not letting me do anything!

Uzair: (looking down at the pepper he was chopping) Stir fry! It’s quick and easy (winking) here you can cut this! Sounds like you guys had a blast of a time.

Me: (cutting the pepper) we did! But not without a good dose of drama (and I filled him in on the whole Maariah thing in one breath) and…I also told Nemo… Finally… I took your advice and I told him

Uzair: (eyes wide in shock) WHAT?! WHEN?!

Me: I think it was the night after we reached Draks. Ziyaad passed a comment that Nemo and I were childhood sweethearts etc. etc. and how there was no place for a third person, and it really hurt Zoheb and I realised then that I was wrong, not Zoheb not Nemo, I was wrong so the right thing to do was to tell him and tell everyone.

Uzair: (taking in a sharp breath) Poor Zoo man! And poor Nemo… And why the hell are you only telling me NOW??

Me: (covering my mouth) I forgot. (Laughing) couldn’t get a chance to skype after that coz we were climbing mountains but yeah…the cat is out of the bag. The cat being me I guess (confused look) and he was, happy for me. (Looking down)

Uzair: (looking at me long and hard. Opening his mouth to say something but shutting it just as quickly) Come. No more boy talk. Let’s cook!

Me:(grinning at Uzair) done! You do however have to join us on our 3 day partyyyyy

Uzair: Excuse me?! What??

Me: Not excuse me what…you heard right the first time. (pinching Uzair). Make it sharp now my tummy is growling like a starving wolf from Alaska!

Uzair: Well if you stop abusing me maybe I could cook! Now what party are you on about??

Me: (laughing and poking Uzair with a fork) This leg of our roadtrip Uzzzzziiii! We are spending the next 3 days including today in Durban. I’d love for you to join us, if you can’t give me all 3 days then at least some time from each day?

Uzair: (running his fingers through his hair) I’ll try Aara. I’m a little tied up… But I’ll try okay?

Me: A try is good enough for me because your try is mostly a yes :-p (side hugging Uzair) That looks good! And it smells great too! (Rubbing my hands together) and it looks done too!

Uzair: Attack my food why don’t you! (laughing) No promises A. I’ll try

Me: (dishing out ) Can’t talk now… Red alert starvation mode!

Uzair: (rolling his eyes) Drama queen! See my food IS good!

Me: (chuckling as I made myself comfortable in Uzair’s balcony) Your food…is deeeelicious! Either that or my tummy is just being grateful for whatever its getting to eat (busting)

Uzair: Its delicious (laughing) Not being conceited. Just honest (winking)

Me: (smiling warmly at Uzair) it is…you know it’s true what they say…home is where the heart is…and being here in Durban, eating a home cooked meal by my favourite cousin, watching this gorgeous ocean in front of us…it’s so good to be home!

Uzair: So move back then… Not that I’m around much here, but who knows, when I find my wifey we can double date (laughing hysterically)

Me: Ha ha I don’t have to move here to double date (blushing) besides, I can’t leave Joburg now.

Uzair: Have you.. Err.. Discussed your ‘future’ with Zoheb? Or is it still too soon?

Me: Isn’t Zoheb supposed to do that?

Uzair: There’s no handbook to how relationships work Aara. You got to go with your gut. If you WANT to discuss the future, bring it up. If not (shrugging his shoulders) then no biggie.

Me: (laughing) not not not…definitely not…that I will leave for him to do although I know that he’s not just “trying” this relationship. It’s more than that and who knows (sitting against the chair) maybe I will get married sooner than I thought

Uzair: (choking on his food) (spluttering) I’m sorry (coughing) what?!

Me: (l looked at Uzair in shock and passed him some water) It sounded that bad?

Uzair: Bad?? No way doll! I’m just…. Shocked. (Taking a long look at me) You’ve really fallen in love. I’m so proud of you Aara

Me: (blushing ) the last time we chatted…on skype when I said that I’m allergic to the “M”word…a lot changed since then. I got really scared while climbing the chain ladder and I froze and Zoheb he just…he just left everything and he climbed with me…he spoke to me to keep my mind off the height and he…Uzair…he’s something else. I realised then that he loves me so much and I feel as though I’m not scared anymore to love him right back

Uzair: (breaking into a wide goofy smile) Aaaroooooo!!!!! I can so hear them wedding bells ringing! (Laughing) I better be the best man or whatever you call it!

Me: (laughing and sort of springing up) excuse me best men are from the grooms side you my dear are from the brides side so you have to be my bridesmaid :-p look at us! Wedding, best man, wedding bells!

Uzair: Your big blue backside I’m your brides maid! Pff! Over my dead body. Well we shall ‘invent’ a best man for the bride’s side (winking) everyone must just deal with it!

Me: (ripped) last time I checked, my backside was neither blue nor big! You will be my best man and one of my witnesses. And if I have my way it will be a small intimate nikaah. Don’t want the frilly drills and stage and all that nonsense.

Uzair: No frilly drills eh? (Laughing) We’ll see what your mother has to say to that! With the amount of people she knows, and her love for inviting people over your wedding will be HUGE!

Me: (cringing) that’s another thing! Well, we will see what happens…I’m actually getting cold feet now (laughing) and you know…

And then my phone rang…I showed the screen to Uzair with a smirk, ‘wanna answer?’

Uzair's Creation

Uzair’s Creation

aah Durban...

aah Durban…

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Jointly Written With Pleasure by the Authors of Doad and LLD 🙂

****Thank You Dubaingirl *tightest hugs****