My Lady is vexed

Tring, tring.. the ringtone buzzed out, "not again, please" was the gesture of my Shahl staring at her cell phone popping up a misleading name than of mine to confuse others. "You know Ziya, you always look good at your office, sitting across your system breaking your head", she thundered & continued, "at least you dont find reasons to call me every now and then". "Hmm ! right madam", so my lady was vexed owing to the accelerating frequency of my calls which sometimes bugs her at times when she is tied up with her daily chores. "Vexed, what do u mean, sounds something else as you happen to pronounce in different way", she enquired being a little perplexed. "O yeah ! I got it, I exclaimed, "heck man, your head has all junk in it" she posed getting irked. Soon the atmosphere turned jovial and we went ahead laughing & giggling all the time till I winded up. Soon she turned off her cell, so that she could sleep, though this was my so called prudent advice but I didn't knew that I have to suffer for the advising something incredible trying my grey cells. She kept for long & when I called up luckily she had just made her cell back to life & it ranged. She glanced with utter shock & tossed the cell to our all time favourite bhabhi who picked the phone trying pull my leg in a form of catty solicitor trying to interrogate some lethal criminal. But soon we laughed at this unsuccessful venture of her attempt to take me for a ride. Seldom though my lady gets vexed, but its mere superficial since she also loves to get vexed often my growing number of calls.

A step towards legtimicy

A sign of relief, a burden seens lessening, & pressure, anxiety seemings getting down was the talk of the town। Y'day my parents were happenned to reach finally crossing all hurdles in their way which seemed delaying things. Evening when i called Shahl to get the update I was pretty relaxed hearing that all went right, things settled though we both were pretty apprehensive. It was rather implausible to find same Shahl in different mood which had the gleam of happiness, contention & sign of relief. Thanks a lot to my Lord who made things easy, indeed His mercy is beyond imagination.


Intertingly, I happenned to be confirmed at WNS of completing my six months of probabtion period। So this was like having a cake one and eating it two. Two feathers at the same time seemed coming into my cap. Shahl was really happy hearing this news.


Perhaps the most important factor would be that we both have come more near to our legtimacy in our relations called Nikah. Indeed our relations we had right now sounds still controversial for the that its not permissible for two souls of different sex talk for long hours and that too when they happen to be good Muslims, regardless the good or virtuous do we talk. Hence still Br. Salahuddin's remark still echoes in my ear when he gets pained seeing me glued for long hours talking to Shahl. So before my temptation take me for a ride I think i am one step near towards the legtimacy, may Allah forgive my sins. Ameen.

Fear haunts my lady

Today being 8th March , happens to be women's day, but it is more or less a D day for my lady, Shahl. Reasons are ample but prominent is my parent's visit at her place, which has scared her like anything. Y'day while talking to her she almost broke down and it took long to assert her & bring her back to her normal mood. Among all her near ones, I am the only one privileged person whom finds time and space to share or vent out her feelings. She is justified to such a kind of anguish.

As I we look at our graph of our relationship I could notice whole lot of turbulence in the past, and later it seems perpetually elevating. Thus this elevation strengthen her to be steady & calm. But still her worry is valid or genuine as for me being element of this man's world and its pretty difficult to fathom her fear of facing my parents who once upon a time happened to be the opponent of her and her family. But Allah has His own way of sorting out things & soon I could see my parents emerging as the torchbearers of my choice i.e my Shahl.

Precaution is better than cure. i was always seen believing in this axion, and thus practising it with the required spirit too. So with no hesitation i openly announced my apology for any haywire coming from my parents side. The probability sounds diverse, but still has many of the silver linings, and the ray of hope is still evident & i am pretty optimistic that Allah would certainly mould things as per our whims and fancies. Indeed Allah is merciful.

My Prudent Lady

Waif-like, doe-eyed and oozing oomph, is my lady, whom I love to address with names, varying from the one which had from her parents to the ID she kept to some more names keep on popping. The more name do I add, some more dimension do I keep on adding to our bond of love and respect we share for each other. When my heart is filled with ecstasy & joy, her's has couple of feelings more than mine, sounds pretty different though. A blend of love, care, concern, worry, respect, and one can count whole lot of emotions which a human has for his fellow person. These feelings have no end, I could often notice her possessiveness for me, discover her uncompromising when it comes to taking care of me. Seldom does she seems satisfied by the attitude or approach I showcase towards myself. The reason is pretty inevitable, that I act or rather pretend these days to remain callous to myself, for the fact that I have my Shahl to take care of me. Her care remains 24*7 irrespective of the distance we are allocated at this moment.
Y'day night was rather a lenghty session with her. The issue is my menu for a balance diet. She was evident a typical teacher with a stick in her hand, trying all tooth and nail to make me understand the anatomy of diet to remain fit and fine. "You know Shahl, I like you being so strict to me", though she smiled on my remark, but was rather least affected or cajoled by these words. So all vain efforts to appease her & thus to alleviate the session where she seemed a catty teacher, thundering every now and then after every sentence of mine.
At times if I somehow unable to update her about the day's activities, she sounds frenzy & gets enough reasons to take me for a task. She often calls me at my cell to confirm weather it's switched off or not, which eventually proves my presence at office, often waits for my miss call while i leave for the day, otherwise she has all reasons to feel worrisome and insecure. Despite my miss calls & few messages from Rediff bol, she feels uncomfortable & unnerved. Nevertheless, I get unaffected after accomplishing my job of updating things at my end. And no sooner she hears me she turns complacent as she finds me fit and fine right on track. And soon after hearing the day's menu she is the most carefree soul on this planet & soon her eyes gets closed & she enters into her world of sleep as she has nothing to be worried of. So this is how my prudent lady is all about