Thursday, May 17, 2007

His Proposal

Just 8 days after my post " Here she goes again" he proposed!

I was in the lab, it was a final practical exam, and being there 6 hours early to study, I was a complete wreck! As usual, when I'm tired I get dizzy, so I wanted to get this exam over with, and LEAVE!
After I was done with the exam (from 1 to 3 p.m), my friend M. and I were walking lazily in the hall looking for the water stand... we were dead thirsty. So I'm coming towards the end of the hall, and I see him standing there, talking on the phone and looking at me.
I was thinking OOOOH MYYYYY GOOODDDDDD... this is NOT happening!
M notices him and tells me
heeeeeeeeyyyy did you see how he looked at you?".
Me: "yea whatever, who is crazy enough to look at me at the moment."
M: AAAAWWWW come on you know you are pretty at all times!
Me: No i'm not! You need glasses!
M: Jannah, matzabaty ba2a (hook up with him), he looks so good!
Me: I don't play those games you know that. makansh da ba2a el7aal. (i.e. I would have been engaged by now if I knew how to! Hamdulellah that is an art I know nothing of!)
M laughs and says: I'm not worried about you. I know Allah will make you happy.

We come back from the same route to get our stuff, and he stops me there. Since my sister was a few steps away, I didn't feel very trapped. M was also very near, looking for our things.

Him: You walked by me, am I transparent?
(He knows I walk past all guys I know, they are all transparent, so I guess he was just starting a conversation)
Me: oh well, we were looking for sth.
He asked about the exam, and said sth about finishing work early at Tayaran St. so he thought he'd pass by. I don't know where Tayaran St. is(which is very popular) and he jokes about how I'm so much like B. his sister, who also never memorizes streets!
Me: Yes, I'm always lost out there.
He: Then how do you manage?
Me: Oh I ask strangers and they always help out haha.

He: did you think about the topic I told you about last week? (when he said it's about a suitor, and I refused to meet him).
Me: No, there was nothing to think about.
He: el3abd leAllah 3ayez yet2adem le7adretek. (Allah's slave wants to propose to you)

I loved how he lowered his eyes and said this, and how he said "Allah's slave" instead of I. I didn't know that a guy with an outgoing personality as his could be very humble and shy! I can't express how I felt at that moment... I was blushing like crazy and I knew that my uneasiness showed! was very embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He waited, and all I gave him was another awkward pause, a look the other way... and then I said:

"Hold on, you can talk to my sister"

haha... we laugh alot when recalling this situation.

So I called her , and when she came, all I could say was: el3abd leAllah. etfadaly. (Allah's slave. Go ahead). She pretended not to understand, but being my sister I knew she understood well exactly what just happened. I thank Allah that in this situation I had my sister around to stand by me, and not anyone else.

They talked and talked. and at first I was leaving, then she held on to me, and said: You have to be here.
All the time I wouldn't look at any of them, and he kept on saying: Does she hate me that much! My sister would laugh and say: No she's just surprised!. She cleverly shifted the conversation about her fiance, then about his work... then he shifted it back to if it's ok to call my father. She joked about not knowing our dad's number, to see if he's really serious, and when he panicked (thinking this is a polite refusal), she said: no no I have it of course, here it is... (haha)

That whole conversation took about an hour.

Next day he called daddy. and they met the day after that, on a Tuesday.
Daddy came home looking very pleased, which is not his usual when it comes to suiters. He looked VERY PLEASED!

Last Friday, his father called daddy, and the 3 of them met. Now daddy likes his father too!
And I, during the past few weeks, have been praying so much estekhara, every day, and saying duaa in every sojood... I do hope things would go well. He's so good. A real man mashAllah. The good sign is my dad's approval, which is very unusual, he's always not liking the fact that suitors come. He gave my sister's fiance a hard time over his jealousy. But elhamdullellah... I hope things go smoothly from now on.

Now everyone is waiting for 2 things: 1- My exams to end... 2- My approval.
When daddy asked me when will you agree? I said, when I sit with him first. I have some questions. Will prolly discuss them here first before meeting him.

but until then... pray for me PULLEEEZZZ. May Allah choose what's best for all of us girls who have tried hard, and went through so much jihad to please Allah and to stay pure, soul and body, until the right man comes.
P.S. I chose a leaf with raindrops on it... coz it reflected life so much... like at times we are like a dried leaf, then we pray so much... and that same leaf finds water and becomes alive again. The raindrops look so recent and fresh... the leaves haven't absorbed them yet... they need time, becoz they weren't used to the beautiful rain... they can't blend now, although they can't wait... but they need time.


Tuesday, May 15, 2007


It was difficult perhaps, to be immensely strong and immensely tender at the same time. Gentleness implied a weak spot somewhere, like that spot of decay that makes an apple soft.

from the novel "Green Dolphin Street" by Elizabeth Goudge


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  • I'm Jannah
  • From Cairo, Egypt
  • If I am as honest as I know how to be, I may discover here as I write, day after day, something in myself, something of my own nature... that I might otherwise not be aware of...
That's it

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