A Girl's Fairytale

Chapter 3 : Party Night

Oh Allah if you see me getting farther away from you,return me to you in a beautiful way.

Chapter 3

People like to party every time. House warming, baby shower, weddings, dinner parties, reunion party, club party,kitty parties and so on. Partying was an important component in city life.

Finally we reached our destination. I straightened my hijab and got out of the car. The house was decorated with lights. There was a beautiful garden. We walked through the paved path where bushes was decorated with lights on both sides. Children were playing around in the garden. Some men were standing there talking. 'SubhanAllah' I praised Allah enjoying the beauty of Allah's creation.

I believed that there was beauty in everything in this world since it was created by the Allah, the Almighty. I always admired and enjoyed the beauty of all the things.

I walked into the house with mom and Fara while dad went to men's section and Fardeen went to the garden to play. We were welcomed by Amna aunt. We walked into the hall where the women were gathered. 'Masha Allah' I whispered to myself seeing the interior of the house. Each and every corner was studied and designed with perfection.

I went throughout the house to have a tour. I returned back to the hall and saw children playing around while running inside and outside the house. Some girls were chit chatting aside.

There were many aunties gathered in a particular area. It was their conference where they discussed about almost all topics in the world. From the studies of their children to the latest recipe and gossips. They were repeatedly saying a same thing for the thousandth time. I always wondered why didn't they get bored of this repetition.

I moved to a corner and sat down quietly observing the surroundings.

I was a girl who was shy to strangers and talked non stop to the people she knew. I was shy to initiate a conversation with someone.

Then I saw mom eyeing me to go near her.I headed to mom who was sitting near some women who were non stop chattering.

"This is my daughter Fareen" mama introduced me to the women sitting around. I smiled to them. They smiled back and was whispering to each other while a woman in them said smiling "Masha Allah. Huma, your daughter had grown up beautiful to get married. Any proposals yet?"

Are we growing up to get married?

I gave her a fake smile while shooting her with a gun in my mind.

"I heard that Ameera is looking for a girl for his son.." the woman continued.

Ya Allah rescue me.

"Why are you looking for another one? I'll get her married to my son." A familiar voice said from behind me which was coming towards us. I turned back and saw,

"Shaista Aunty" I said amused.

"You will marry my son, right? I'll not give you to anyone." Shaista aunt said with smile which reached her eyes. And her smile replaced my fake smile with a real one on my face.

"How are you dear?" Shaista aunt asked.

"I'm fine Alhamdulillah. What about you aunty?"

"Alhamdulillah. I'm good. Masha Allah you look beautiful." She complimented me but I felt that was a genuine compliment.