"People have meet cutes, ours was an Eid Cute . This is the story of the Eid we Met. "
Amidst the fun and chaos of Eid celebration, Maha comes across Isahaq whom she is instantly drawn towards .
Maha is captivated by his gentle demeanor and charmin...
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Maha
A week before Eid UL Adha, Isahaq posted a very hilarious conversation with Zamar on his Instagram story.
ZamZam I can't believe the prices of the cows have gone up so much ! There's not a single one below one lakh taka.
Isahaq Ar ki dam asha korsos ? Ja 5 takar goru kine an
(what else did you expect the price to be ? Go buy one for 5 Tk)
ZamZam Hae dokan e giye khelna goru kine Ani -_- then I'll feed you that
(yeah, I should go and buy a toy cow from the kids store then I'll feed it to you -_-)
I reacted to his story with laughing emojis and burst out laughing after reading their text. Zamar is always in such a mood.
One week later
The Eid morning in our house started off in a typical desi fashion- my Nanu scolding the house help for losing something , my ammu urging me to hurry up and my abbu threatening to leave us all behind if we're not downstairs in five minutes.
I sprint down the stairs as fast as I can, the skirt of my silver abaya flowing around my body as I clasp the magnets to fix my jersey hijab in place.
The Eid prayer will start in less than half an hour and knowing the traffic in the city, there was a chance we were going to be late.
Despite my parents bickering throughout the ride about who was responsible for being late, thankfully we managed to arrive at the mosque just in time.
As the driver stops the car in front of the gate, my father hurriedly scrambled out from the left.
Ammu was taking more time getting out so I turned to move out after my abbu who slammed the door in my unsuspecting face not realizing I was right behind him.
My hands immediately flew forward to stop the door colliding inches away from my face. I'm saved from being hit but my body recoils at the movement nevertheless.
" Ai- I was getting out too!" I shout at my father's retreating figure but he's long gone and doesn't pay any heed to me.
As I got out of the car I realized that the people standing outside our car had noticed the incident and my face reddened in embarrassment.
A bearded, spectacled guy wearing a white punjabi was staring at my reaction without blinking. He seems to be just a few years older than me.
I ignored him and made a beeline towards the gate of the women's praying area.
When I reach the entrance, I turn back around only to find the guy still staring straight at me.
Gosh this is so embarrassing! And what was his problem anyway?
