03/10/2020 - 16/03/2021
Asad Ahmad khan Heir of Khan enterprises. His family is a big name in Shimla. His father had just not earned a lot of money but also the respect of the people before joining Allah in heaven. Asad loves his family, his loving...
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I gave one final quote to my lipstick and yepp I am good to go. My Hijab looks perfectly fine and so my summer dress. I took my handbag and coat and made my way downstairs where I am sure Humaira would be going crazy waiting for me. We both sisters were off to a shopping spree with my sister and brother in law. These words sounds foreign on my tongue, but I have to get use to it. Because there was no doubt that I am getting married with Asad Ahmad Khan just in 10 days. I don't know why Begum Sahiba is in so rush to marry us off, but since she is my Father's boss, he didn't have much choice and have to agree. The Panic attack that my mother faced after knowing this was a different story altogether.
I am going to be married to a boy who is a complete stranger and that's not even the unexpected part, cause honestly I never planned to have a love marriage. All my life, I have maintained a good distance with the boys. forget about dating, I never even had a male friend apart from my cousins. So obviously this was expected. But the unexpected thing here is, when I did Istikhara the night I met Asad, Allah guided me to say yes to him so here I am getting married in ten days. Begum Sahiba had already put a finger on my ring, as both the families doesn't really believe in making grand engagement celebrations. Even wedding was going to be very simple just few close friends and family invited. Yes but the wedding reception was going to be huge, that's what I have heard from Najma.
"Assalamoalaikum.." Najma greeted us cheerily entering inside, Humaira immediately taking her in a hug. They both have hit it off really well. "Walekum Assalam.." Ammi and I replied at the same time, while she came forward to hug us too. I really like her, she is a very bubbly person. "So all set to go for your dress shopping? we are going to buy both your wedding and reception dress today then for the jewelries, I guess Mom will take you along tomorrow.." She explained and my insides groaned with only a thought of how many times I have to be in the market for next coming days.
She dragged us out after bidding Khuda Hafiz to Ammi as Ayaan was waiting in the car and according to her, he is not one of the patient person. We settled inside the car, Ayaan giving his thousand volt smiles to Us. "Hello there Pretty Bhabhi and Bhabhi's pretty sister.." He said in a sing song voice, making me smile while Humaira made a face. Apparently these two didn't really get along. The ride wasn't a quiet one just like I prefer but it wasn't that bad either. All the time other three were busy in arguing about one thing or other. Basically both the girls ganging up against Ayaan. They were also trying to include me in their conversation time time. But Since I am not much of a talker they accepted the silent from my end.
"Zoya Bhabhi This is my favorite Boutique, trust me this designer is just the best in Shimla. I am sure we can get both of dresses here itself." I nodded my head at that and soon we were inside the store. It was huge and very lavish, I could easily make out how costly the outfits were. I wanted to stop the siblings and ask them to go somewhere else but Humaira interrupted me. "What are you doing Appi. They are Nawabs, do you think they will settle for anything less. of course not. Just let them choose the stores, you just choose the product." I don't know why people waste money on expensive things, they can probably buy the same thing at low price. But they will prefer the brand name over the price.
My mind was always drifting back to Asad, I know I have done the Istikhara and he has received a green signal. But still I feel something is wrong with him. That day he behaved so strangely, like all of this not even matter to him. Neither he tried to have a conversation with me nor he seemed interested in talking with anyone else. He seemed bored and stuck. Abbu said, he is like this only. Ayaan and him are two very different person. Even in the office he hardly make a conversation with anyone apart from business.. I understand that he is reserve and so am I. But his behavior back at my home was just suspicious.
Allah Paak please help me with this unnecessary thoughts that are making their place inside my head and are scaring me. Deep in my thoughts, my eyes suddenly catch a red garara and my eyes twinkled just at one look. "Please show me that.." I asked to the sales girl politely taking the attention of other three who were busy fighting on some dress. "Ohh!! finally she took interest in something, please please bring that dress.." Ayaan gleamed and I felt embarrassed. How rude of you Zoya, they all are here for you and you are not even paying attention to them. The lady brought the dress and they all asked me to try it on. While Ayaan excused himself, knowing I won't be comfortable in front of him.
"Wow Appi, that looks so good on you. Right Najma?" Humaira beamed at me, even I would accept that the dress looks astonishing. A smile crept on my face. "Yessss, it's a bit loose though but leave the fittings on them. So should we final this one for Nikah?" Najma asked and giving one more look to myself in the mirror, I agreed. Shukran Allah we at least have one dress after looking for what at least 2 hours.
Ayaan came inside with few drinks in his hand and I looked at him thankful, I really needed that. My throat burn with the thirst and honestly I haven't even waisted my energy in speaking like others but still.. We all took the drinks and settle down again, the sales lady has taken my measurement and has promised to deliver my dress in a week. The second round of dress selection started and this time I actually took interest, yeah don't want to embarrass myself further. "Assalamoalaikum Ammi, yeah. Okay Okay one minute here talk to her.." Ayaan hand over his phone to me and Begum Sahiba spoke from the other end.
Zoya - Assalamoalaikum..
Dilshad - Walekum Assalam beta how is the shopping going?
Zoya - It's going good. We actually have selected a dress for Nikah.
"Wow that's great.. Don't worry about the time Okay. I have talked to your parents, Ayaan will drop you both after making sure you have both the dresses and dinner of course. So take your time okay and don't worry about anything else. I want my daughter in law to look beautiful in all functions.." I replied with an Okay. Seems like we are stuck here till Dinner.
It feels like we have taken the endless trips to market past few days. And still every time we come there is a new list ready with tonnes of things. I had all my dresses ready and delivered with me. But honestly none were the match of Nikah and Reception dress. Like they were my favorites. It took us hour to find both of them but it was all worth it.
Begum Sahiba took me jewelry shopping with her other day and now I have lot's of jewelries that I don't think I am even going to use. Like the necklaces and all are just used on a rare occasions by a Hijabi like me. But I didn't had the heart to deny her. She seems too happy doing all that shopping for me that my heart warm up at the gesture. She also asked me to start calling her Ammi.. I know that demand will come anytime soon, but I am not sure if I will be able to do that. It's not like she doesn't deserve that title. She is sweet, kind and caring and totally deserves to be my Mother. But honestly I don't know if I can take her as my own Mom. I don't know if I can react with her the same way I do with my own Mom. I can demand for my favorite food whenever I want, Ask her to give me a head massage when I feel tired after coming from university.
Thinking about that I don't even know after completing my PHD, I would be able to go to university and teach students. The thing that I have always wanted to do. She sure have given me the permission to complete my studies but about my Job, no questions were asked and none were answered. I am going to step in a new phase of my life but what is this going to bring me, I surely have no idea.
