This finale of season 3 and the final post for the month of January is dedicated tooooo….. *drum roll please*
The biggest Greys anatomy addict I have ever known!!! Sweetie, Grey’s has corrupted your taste in series completely But don’t worry, Sadie , Jenna and I forgive you After all you ARE the birthday girl!! So here’s wishing you a happy happy birthday my love! *hugs and kisses* Enjoy it! Have cake for breakfast! Go dance in the sunshine! And you better say ‘Ameen’ to all those dua’s I made for you *wink wink* I won’t repeat it here for the whole dunya to see…. But just go say Ameeen Much Love ♥ DOAD xoxo
Pillow Fighting ♥
It was the Bobat’s last and final night in Dubai before they all flew out the next morning. And we were ready to paint the town red! And blue! And green! And any other colour of the rainbow you could think off! They came back from Abu Dhabi the day before and spent the whole day at the Gold Souk. Zayaan’s mother wanted to make sure she had enough kuncha’s for Fatimah now that the engagement had been finalised for the 26th February. Everyone was super excited! I joined in with their celebrations even though I wasn’t going to be there. Oh well, you win some you lose some hey. So while Zayaan and his mother were gone to the Gold Souk, Nuha was busy plotting away…
NUHA: Yasmeen!!! I have absolutely NO clue what to buy him! He’s so simple and his parents went for umrah so they probably bought him a watch and a perfume and and….
ME: Nuuu what are you talking about?
NUHA: OMAR! I dunno what to buy him
ME: (laughing) Can’t help you there! If you haven’t noticed, I’M the single one!
NUHA: Not for long… What happened in the kitchen after I left?
ME: (shrugging my shoulders) Nothing. Although we did have this weird moment in school…
I explained to Nuha the whole watch incident that happened on Thursday
NUHA: So do you still have the watch?
ME: (nodding my head) Yepp
I lifted up the sleeve of my jersey to reveal Zaheer’s watch
NUHA: OH EM GEE! That is probably THE stylish watch I have ever seen!
ME: (laughing) Probably cost a fortune! Imagine what will happen if I lose it?
NUHA: So then why didn’t you just give it back to him??
ME: I DID! He didn’t take it! He said I had to first go ask Ashley.
NUHA: Ask Ashley what?
ME: I don’t even know!! (rolling my eyes) He just said ‘tell her to tell you’! God, sometimes I really hate not knowing what’s going on!
NUHA: Well, maybe we can put your problems on hold…. So you can HELP ME WITH MINE!!
ME: (laughing) Okaay okaaay! Soo what does he like? Pens? Cars? Err, kurta’s? (laughing)
NUHA: Ha. Ha. Very funny! Fine, I’ll just go to the mall my self!
ME: Are you mad! Your brother will kill me if I let you go on your own!
UZAIR: Who’s going where on their own??
I spun around and surely enough Uzair was standing in the doorway. He and Armaan had been downstairs playing Fifa. The rest of his cousins had left the day before, so he had to make do with my smaller annoying brother!
NUHA: Nowhere! Yasmeen is just being a very bad host!
ME: (making a big O face) I am not! You the one that has an overprotective brother
UZAIR: Where do you girlies want to go?
GREAT! I was downgraded from ‘doll’ to girlie!
NUHA: To the mall!!
UZAIR: Well that’s easy! We going out for supper tonight so you can shop. Eh Nuu, you real last minute dot com!
NUHA: Says the guy that did so much shopping he couldn’t even close his bag!
UZAIR: (rolling his eyes) Hey, nice watch…
It only sank in a few seconds later that he was talking to me. I turned to look at him as he smiled that half a smile. Well, 2 could play at this game!
ME: You like?? Thought I might try something more… bulky.
UZAIR: Bulky or more maculines? (wink)
AND THEN HE WALKED AWAY?! What was it with all these boys and walking away?! I was beginning to think Zah’s watch was just bad luck! To the point I contemplated throwing it into the sea! I knew Uzair kind of caught on that wasn’t my watch, but hey we were both in very difficult situations right now so I didn’t let the Uzzi thing ruin my mood…
ME: Look, we’ll go shopping tonight! Kapiche?!
NUHA: (rolling her eyes) FINE! Then can we at least do something now…
ME: Like what? And if you start talking about Omar, I will take that pillow and throw it at you
NUHA: (standing up on my bed) BRING IT! (laughing)
She chucked the first pillow at me! So I threw a bigger one back at her. By now we were both standing up and jumping on my bed! My new bed, (I still considered it ‘new) it was probably going to break after all the jumping! The springs were going crazy with our high flips and gymnastics jumps. I lie, we were probably the two most un-flexible people you would ever meet! We fell down onto my bed in fits! Laughing so hard Nuha actually had tears in her eyes. And then she looked at me
NUHA: Are you happy?
I looked at her, shocked at the question.
ME: I guess
NUHA : (staring up at the ceiling) Like you moved so far away, I mean does Dubai make you happy?
ME: (shrugging my shoulders) I dunno. Sometimes I can’t help but think if I never left durban, Uzair and I would still be together. But then Yasmin was always coming back soo…
NUHA: Sooner or later your relationship would end?
ME: (nodding my head in agreement)
NUHA: I get what you mean… I use to think of all the ‘what if’ situations when the whole incident with Mo happened. Like ‘what if Zayaan wasn’t my brother’ ‘what if Yumna wasn’t my best friend. But it boils down to loyalty… Mohammed wasn’t loyal.
Loyalty. The word rang in my brain. Mohammed wasn’t the only one lacking loyalty. I had been unloyal. So had Zaheer. I was beginning to think what goes around comes around, and if that was true, just how Uzair forgave me I would forgive Zaheer?
Did I forgive Zaheer? I’m not one to hold grudges and my mother always use to tell me that it was a good thing! If I was ever angry at someone, I would forget about it and move on. I wouldn’t dwell on hatred and anger, and islamically it was a good thing. I didn’t make shaitaan happy with my anger! Don’t get me wrong, I’m no saint! But I was happy I wasn’t the kind of person to hold grudges. But now… Now I wasn’t so sure… Was I letting Zaheer off the hook easily? For all I know he could just be toyying with my emotions… I knew the person I should be speaking to was Zaheer hinself, but whenever I was around him, he clouded my judgement. His eyes… God damn it his everything just distracted me. His words, his face. The way he looked at his shoes when he was nervous.
And then there was what he had told me that day after school. ‘Ask Ashley’. So my first mission I had when I was back at school on Sunday was to track down that brunette backstabbing chick and force her to tell me what Zaheer was talking about. But for now, Nuha and I sat on my bed. She was staring at me while I was deep in thought…
NUHA: It sucks you won’t be there for the engagemant
ME: Hmm (snapping out of my thoughts)
NUHA: I said, it’s a pity you won’t be attending the engagment
ME: (rolling my eyes) Tell me about it!
NUHA: And that’s where you meet boys nowadayas isn’t (wink)
She was clearly teasing me! Because she obviously knew that I met Uzair at a wedding
ME: Oh shush you (throwing a pillow at her)
NUHA: Tell me again. How you met Uzair. I just love the story behind it…
NUHA: What?! I like how you two were childhood sweethearts…
ME: What?! Me and Uzzi weren’t childhood sweethearts?? (looking at her quizically)
NUHA: Woops! Did I say uzair? I meant Zaheer
ME: (sighing) I barely remember anything, but I do remember some trips when we came, and I used to play with this chubby taller much bubblier boy back then…
NUHA (laughing) Chubby!! Zaheer was a fat kid?!?
ME: NUHA! That is soo mean (laughing with her)
NUHA: What? I’m just saying! I wanna see a picture!
ME: I don’t have one (shrugging my shoulders) He never ever showed me one… too self concious. He has one….
NUHA: Has one what?
ME: (sighing) He has one picture of us, as kids… in his room
NUHA: (raising her eyebrows) His room…. and how do you know what’s in his room??
I nudged ms ‘ big mouth’ off the bed and she started laughing even harder! We eventually did get off our lazy buttocks’s to get ready for supper. Apparently Nuha’s parents were treating all of us to a very ‘fancy’ supper. So of course, I had to dress in an even ‘fancier’ fashion… Hmm… what to wear what to wear?! I was quite short amongst the Bobat’s so I decided on my shoes first. These gorgeous silver heels with black bows that I knew would match with just about everything! My mother had generously bought me a black dress during the sale. It was full black with little bead work in silver and some lace pattern in the back. It was simple, sleek and classy… If I say so my self. I went raiding through my mothers cupboard and found the perfect scarf to match my outfit. 2 hours later , Nuha and I emerged from my room, looking very…. mashallah! She had decided to wear scarf.
NUHA: When in Rome do as the Romans, When in Arabia… do as the Arabs!
The Bobat parents were not telling anyone where we were going… It was a ‘surprise’. So I was surprised when we pulled up in the taxi outside of Dubai mall…
NUHA: Mummy, where we going??
NUHA’S MOTHER: Shhh… its a surprise.
We followed them, a large group that mostly consisted of Bobat’s and then us the Raheems walked through the mall and into the cool Dubai air outside. We kept walking until… we got…. to the….BURJ FREAKING KHALIFA!!
I knew it!!! I knew where we were going!!!
ATMOSPHERE!!! It was the tallest restaurant IN THE WORLD! Situated in the word TALLEST BUILDING… in the world! And it was hecticly expensive and VERY fancy! There was even a dress code. Thank god I had my party shoes on! We travelled up the luxurious elevators in the Burj to get to Atmosphere (DID I MENTION IT WAS THE TALLEST RESTAURANT IN THE WORLD) I was suuuuper excited! We were led into a dining room that was set exclusively for us…
ME: Oh my god! Nuu, I love your parents!
NUHA: I know they’re the best! (hugging her mother)
ZAYAAN: Fatimah’s future in laws (nudging me)
ME: Oh get lost Zay!
ZAYAAN: (laughing) Aww, come one Yas, truce??
ME: No! Only one one condition…
ZAYAAN: Name it! I’m tired of fighting with my fiancée’s best friend.
ME; Ooo! Your fiancée… Well the condition is, if you can get my mother to send me for the engagement, no more fighting.
ZAYAAN: Err, have you met your mother?! She is impossible!
ME: Mummy! Zayaan sai-
ZAYAAN: (covering my mouth) Eh shut up! Big mouth
MUM: What you doing to her Zayaan? (laughing)
ZAYAAN: She has such a loud voice! The whole building will shake if she screams.
I shoved my elbow into his stomach and he doubled backwards, his hand finally off my face!
ME: Zay! You messed up my lipstick! God!
I stormed out of the dining room, in search of the little ladies room. I found it and walked in. I re applied my lipstick, fixed my face and was about to walk out when I bumped into Ashley….
*****Ashley’s Point of View*****
It was Yasmeen. What was she doing here?
ME: Err, hi?
YASMEEN: Hey there….
Well this is awkward…
ME: Umm, how’s it going?
YASMEEN: Good good and you?
ME: It’s going good..
YASMEEN: So what brings you to the tallest restaurant in the world?
ME: I’m having a birthday dinner. My parents treat for my 18th!
YASMEEN: Oh my god! Happy birthday Ash! Sorry, I think I saw it on Facebook but I haven’t been on social networks much recently.
ME: Thanks, for the birthday wishes… And you’re here for?
YASMEEN: We’re having a big fat family dinner!
ME: Well I won’t keep you from your… dinner…
YASMEEN: Wait, umm.. Ashley.. I need to speak to you
Yasmeen looked around and her eyes feel upon these couches that were on the far wall
YASMEEN: Can we sit?
ME: Err sure…
YASMEEN: (exhaling loudly) So I spoke to Zaheer a few days ago, and umm…. He said I should ask you…
ME: Ask me, ask me what?
YASMEEN: I’m not quite so sure my self.. Something about you and him, and how there is nothing between you two?
Oh god. Zaheer wanted me to tell Yasmeen about Zainab’s party
ME: Oh, well Zee wants me to tell you about what happened at Zainab’s party.
YASMEEN: Well what did happen at Zainab’s party?
ME: Ok so, we were there at the party venue, early. Because I said I was going to help Zainab set up. And Zaheer pulls up in his Rolls Royce with his dad. Apparently his dad has been very strict with him lately… for some reason.. I don’t know. So anyway, I went to the front to get him and his dad gets off the car and comes to talk to me
YASMEEN: You can always count on Uncle Ahmed to embarrass his son! (smiling)
Wow, she even know’s Zaheer’s fathers name!?!? This girl and Zee are like a freaking married couple!
ME: Yeah, it was quite embarrassing… He was legit so embarrassed and his dad comes up to me and talks and then he’s like “so are you his girlfriend” and I laugh it off and he’s like “fine then where’s his other girlfriend?” And he was referring to you…
Yasmeen started to blush… I guess Zaheer’s dad didn’t know all the details about Zee and her. I remember her being very shy at the start of the year, probably a muslim girl thing….
ME: And I’m like “Sorry who?” because I didn’t want to rat you out… I was kind of I guess, trying to protect you.
Yasmeen’s eyes widened
YASMEEN: Well thank you. For not saying my name. Uncle Ahmed would just tease me way too much!
ME: And he goes oh I know everything don’t worry about that, then he leaves.
YASMEEN: (laughing) OMG! His father said that?!?! LOL
ME: His dad was seriously very… err… upfront. So anyway then Zee was like dancing with me and being really nice and flirty and he bought me drinks, non alcoholic duh! I don’t drink…
YASMEEN: Religious reasons or?
ME: No, it’s more for health reasons, so yeah we had drinks and stuff from the supermarket next door and everybody goes outside to play volleyball!
YASMEEN: Volleyball?! You guys played volleyball on new years eve?!?!?
ME: (laughing) I know! It sounds ridiculous, but it was fun… So Zee and I were on the same team and he’s being flirty and I’m laughing and he starts like hugging me and stuff and I asked him
ME: Zaheer, are you sure you’re ok with this
ZAHEER: Umm what?
ME: Zaheer, I can see that there’s something you still have for Yaz
ZAHEER: Hell no ‘blah blah’ she’s a (insert word here) she’s a (insert another word here)
Yasmeen’s face froze. I gave her a moment. Zaheer told her to ask me what happened that night, and here I was telling Yasmeen. I didn’t mean to bring up that part, but I, I just blurted it out. She swallowed hard then looked at me and gestured for me to carry on
ME: So then we went quiet after saying all those things about you.
He hits the volleyball really violently across the net and I pull him away to the chairs next to the court. There was just so much anger inside of him, he looked like he was about to burst!
I replayed the conversation to Yasmeen…
ME: Be honest with me… talk to me
ZAHEER: She changes me. She makes me someone I’m not…. I want to be with her but…
ME: Everyone around us started to tease us, so we got up and left. We went by this grassy area where no one could see us, and that’s why neither of us are in any of Zainab’s party pictures
YASMEEN: (stuttering) Did… did…. did you two… umm… did anything…like happen…between you two?
ME: (Shaking my head in disagreement) No. It was really weird to be honest… He pulled me onto his lap so I was sitting on him, but Yasmeen… nothing happened between us.
YASMEEN: Okay, so…carry on
ZAHEER: Ashley, I really like you. I really like you
I don’t say anything and I get really upset and I pull away from him and I don’t talk and he sighs and pulls me back in and is like
ZAHEER: Ok, so I still have feelings for her.
And then for 4 HOURS he goes on and on talking about you! Saying “oh I love her” then 20 minutes later he tells me to tell him about my self… So I just tell him stuff about me, and being insecure and loving attention and… you know just random stuff about me. It was a really deep conversation
YASMEEN: You’re insecure? But you’re so confident?
ASHELY: (twiddling my thumbs) You have no idea Yasmeen, I’m insecure… I just don’t show it… So anyway, after talking about myself….. there’s just silence and then he says
ZAHEER: I wish more than anything that I could be with her right now
ME: Her, referring to YOU! Yasmeen, I mean he was with me, we were lying down at this point on the grass and he’s kind of holding me, but all he wanted was you! I got really upset because, I actually like him, and… and he wanted you…
I didn’t know what to say next. In all honesty I didn’t want to tell Yasmeen what happened next, because what happened next was that I started to cry. Even though we were lying down, I started to cry, because Zaheer didn’t like me, he liked Yasmeen, and he had been using me and I felt so stupid! But I decided Yasmeen didn’t need to know about this…. My mind had drifted back to the night of new years and I only snapped out of it when Yasmeen hugged me
YASMEEN: I’m sorry (hugging me) I’m sorry he used you and I’m sorry you had to waste your New Years with that butt face
YASMEEN: And Zaheer should be the one apologizing but he’s an arrogant little fish face… But I really am sorry….
There was silence for a while until I resumed my story…
ME: So then I told him to go back to you and I gave him all this other advice to help you love birds and he’s like THANK YOU SO MUCH!
I was panting and out of breath! I replayed the whole night to best that my memory could re-call. I didn’t belong with Zaheer, Yasmeen did.
YASMEEN: Was he sincere?
ME: He was with a smoking hot girl, ME, on new years eve and we never.even. kissed! Not even once! Sooo to answer your question, yes I think he was sincere.
YASMEEN: (laughing) One helluva smoking hot chick!
ME: (laughing) Thank you… So, what are you going to do?
YASMEEN: I honestly don’t know…
Dinner at Atmosphere!
Can’t let him go…
Shout out to ”Zahra, Happy Belated birthday Zazoo! From your lovable huggable cousins Tass and Huss xxx”