Category: Season 4

Pristine white sands…deep blue waters…light blue skies, dotted with puffs of white clouds…a cool breeze blowing softly, making the palm fronds sway gently. I was in heaven on this earth and it made me think, Ya Rabb, if a tiny piece of this earth that is worth less than the wing of a mosquito in…

“How was it?” Han pounced on me the minute I walked through the door after bidding an extremely reluctant farewell to Ahmed. After spending an entire week together neither of us wanted to be separated anymore. Ahmed had even suggested us running away to the beach house till rukhsati…a very impractical suggestion and defeating the…

The week in Pretoria passed swiftly. Ahmed dropped me off for my lectures at whatever time they were scheduled and picked me up afterwards. Some of my lectures had long gaps in between and Ahmed offered to come pick me up then drop me off again for my next lecture but I declined. It would…

The sharp, cold air of the bustling city enveloped us as we stepped out of the plane. Shivering I pulled my coat tighter around myself and followed Ahmed to the terminal where we checked out and collected our bags. We hired a car and drove to the flat which was about thirty minutes away from…

Pretoria. The name leaped out at me from the pages of my small black pocket diary, written in bold red letters and circled several times for emphasis. I smacked the book against my forehead. “Crap!” I said softly but clearly. In the hustle and bustle of the past few weeks I had completely forgotten about…

I managed to shove my sorrow to the back of my mind while I taught my angels their letters and duas but after madrassah it was weighing on me again, dragging me down. Without conscious thought I pulled out my phone and dialled the one person whose voice I needed to hear right now. “Assalamu…

I rushed home at lunch time the next day to catch nana and nani before they left for the airport. I caught them on time, seeing Adnaan and dad hefting suitcases into the boot of dad’s car as I pulled up into the yard. Nana appeared in the doorway just as I reached the front…

On Tuesday I walked out of my madrassah classroom to find a gorgeous hunk leaning against my black Polo. He was looking down at his phone when I walked up to him to ask him what on earth he was doing here…gorgeous or not he couldn’t just come and lean on my car like this.…

I walked into school on Monday morning with a spring in my step. Sylvia was already in the office when I entered it. I removed my niqaab and dumped my bag on my chair, giving her a wide smile as I did so. She smiled in return, eyeing me with raised brows. “Wedding vibes still…