I was looking forward to meet Aleena that day. I was quite taken aback when she called me up yesterday seeking an appointment. She is my friend, she does not need an appointment to speak to me! She sounded low.
Aleena, is one sister I admire a lot. An educated, bright young muslimah. She was everything you would like to see in a practising muslimah. Well read, striving to gather knowledge, humble, soft spoken, sophisticated and kind. There is a passion she holds for the deen which is hard to describe. It is like a fire within her to work actively for the betterment of Islam. It is hard to let someone like that down. I sure was waiting for her.
Oh, I am Zobia. A behaviour therapist cum counsellor by the will of Allah (subhana wa ta’aala). They say not everything that glitters is gold. How often do we see in life this thing coming true. Indeed there lies perfection in Tawheed, and how imperfect and fragile this dunya is.
Everything is a lesson (if you take so), every passing cloud, every sign of nature, every dark night and every flowing stream. Life is a school in itself if one observes. Yet another lesson was learnt in the very small passing event, which is like something which many people go through on daily basis. However, it’s an eye opener only if one ponders! I experienced it once again like all the times by the Grace of Allah (subhana wa ta’aala).
“And whomsoever Allah guides, there is none that can mislead him.” ( Surah Az Zumar , 39:37)
Aleena was on time, Alhamdulillah. It had been months that I had met her. My profession keeps me busy. There is hardly a day that I have enough time to socialise. Alhamdulillah, for small mercies like WhatsApp and Facebook that I am able to keep the little touch that I do with my friends. She seems to have lost some weight. I could trace a hint of frustration on her face. I remember that she had begun to look for suitable grooms for herself to complete half the deen. I assumed it was perhaps with respect to that, though I hoped for the best.
We greeted each other and settled down. After a brief conversation to comfort her, the conversation drifted to the issue. What was disturbing her?
– You are aware that I was looking for a spouse, right?
– ahan, yes. Is it related to the issue?
– hmmm, yes. The last couple of weeks have consumed me completely. All I feel is despair and distress. I do not know why I am so affected.
– what happened? Tell me
– I made an account in matrimonyfordeen123.com and I came across a guy- Aadil. You know Zobia, the matrimonial website is exclusively for Muslims and it claims to be the haven of only those who take the deen seriously. Alhamdulillah, we find many practising brothers and sisters having put up their profiles there seeking alliance. Needless to say, I too was looking for someone practising. When I enlisted the things I wanted in my potential spouse, I was advised by my wali that we shall never find someone having 100% qualities that we want. Therefore, if we find someone 60% of what we are looking for, In Shaa Allah, we must seek to go ahead with the matter. But Zobia, what happened with me was miraculous. This boy, Aadil, was 100% of what I wanted. When I read through his profile, I was so stunned. It was as if he made it keeping me in his mind. It was a perfect match from a third eye…
To be continued…
#AN INSPIRED TALE #