After her conversion to Islam, Imama saw Jalal Ansar closely when he came
to their college. She was sitting with her friends on the lawn and he came to
have a word with Zainab. They moved to a side, but Imama could not take her
eyes of him. A strange sensation of happiness surrounded her. He left but her
gaze followed him till he was out of sight. Her friends were busy in
conversation, but she was oblivious to her surroundings. It was when she
could see him no more that she was jolted back to reality.
Her second encounter with him was at Zainab's house when she accompanied
her home from college. Zainab had been asking her friends over but everyone
else declined with one pretext or another, so Imama went along. She used to
feel an inexplicable sense of peace in Zainab's house—perhaps, it was the
association with Jalal.
Imama was waiting in the drawing room while Zainab went to get the tea.
Jalal walked in and was surprised to see Imama; he did not expect to find her
there. He greeted her in his usual manner and Imama responded, shyly.
̳Did you come with Zainab?' he asked. ̳Where is she? I needed to talk to her.
I didn't know she had company,' he excused himself and turned around.
̳You recite naats very well,' said Imama spontaneously. He stopped in his
tracks.
̳Thank you. Where did you hear me?'
̳When I had called Zainab one day and was waiting for her...and then Zainab
told me about the competition. You had recited that naat...' She went on and
Jalal was at a loss—should he feel happy or surprised?
He thanked her for the compliment—this tall, slim chadar-clad young woman
whose dark eyes had a strange impact on him. Many people had praised his
skill but this girl's praise was remarkable, and more so was her expression of
it. He walked away from the drawing room. Speaking to girls was not his
forte, much less to one whom he barely knew. Imama sat there in a state of ecstasy—she could not believe that she hadspoken to Jalal Ansar. So close—facing her. She stared at the spot where he
had been standing a while ago, and in her mind's eye she could still see him
there.
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