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STORY 7: Zainab

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How are you doing? This lockdown is tiresome, right? But life is all about optimism. Soon every thing will be fine, life will be on the same old track and we will be busy again. But there is a lot you can do in this lockdown too. Binge my stories! Here is another original story for you. Go ahead! 

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THE STORY …

"Wake up Zainab, its almost 3:45. You'll miss suhoor. If you don't wake up I'll  not allow you to do the fasting …"
Oh! The fast, I was supposed to wake up for the pre dawn meal.
"Zainaaaab ..." I could sense a slight impatience in my mother's voice. Aaha!  I could smell something warm and delicious. I threw my self out and ran to the kitchen. Before I could entre, I stumbled upon mom.


"Watch your steps, beta. How many times have I told you not to run?"
"Ammi, I'll also do the fasting …"
"Then go and wash up yourself ..." before she could complete her sentence, I turned to run straight towards washroom.
"Ya Allah! Save your energy child, how are you going to …" I didn't bother to listen the rest.

When I came back I saw ammi and abba were waiting for me. I jumped on the chair (almost creating a mini earthquake on the table) and made myself comfortable. Abba smiled but ammi gave me a grave look. Ammi had already laid my meal on table for me - big bowl of granula and yoghurt, a small bowl of dates and a mug of banana shake. I saw everyone has raised their hands for dua, I quickly followed. When the prayer was over, we all ate in peace.

After fajr prayer, ammi put me to bed. And I didn't realise when I fell into sleep.


The day was not very different from regular days. But abba was sleeping more than usual, ammi was doing less chores, nobody shouted at me and frequent prayers were made. I too prayed when they prayed. But there was this sad part - I was not allowed to roam outside. I had made two unsuccessful attempts before the afternoon prayer to manipulate ammi. At 3pm, I made another effort.

"Zainab beta, you can't go out today. You'll effete yourself."
"I'll not run and jump ammi, promise, please …" I knew nothing will stir her opinion. But I tried my best.
"No, I won't allow you to stroll in the heat outside." I made a sulking face and sat in verandah. I want to play. What should I do now?  

I stood up and ran to abba. He was reciting something inaudible. "Abba …"
He glanced towards me without ceasing the recitation. "Abba … ammi says, I can't go outside." He nodded. He wanted me to continue I guess. "May I …" he again nodded, in a different way this time but I guess this was a YES!

This is a yes! I dashed out without giving any attention to my dad who was calling my name from inside.

*****

Don't worry, ok? Ammi will let you in. You can be with us. Abba told me yesterday, time for Ifatri is after six. So we will eat together. I have banana shake, do you like it? If you don't then ammi can …


"Zainab, where were ... Zainab! Who is this! Where did you ..."
"Abba this is my friend, he wants to be with me!"
"Beta, but why did you bring him here? We can't keep him."
"But why abba? He is so adorable! He wants to be with me. Look at his eyes." Meanwhile, he has found a corner in verandah for himself as if he knew the conversation will take time.



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"Zainaaaaaab ...." Oh no! Ammi is here! 
"I told you not to ..." She gasped as her eyes fell on my new friend.

"Ammi, can we please keep him? He is not dangerous. He is just ...a little big. But see how docile he is. He is homeless. He is very hungry..." I spoke as many points as I could. I guess this was nor enough because ammi looked at abba questioningly.
"Abba you only told me yesterday that it is immoral to be selfish and we should be charitable. Please let him be with us."
"We can let him in but first wash yourself and your ..." Abba is saying yes!  

I looked at my friend and told him that he is staying with us!
"Hurray! Come let's go inside!!" I darted throwing my slippers because I know iftar was ready.

*****
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Also, I wish you Ramadan Kareem to all of you. May Allah's blessings always shine upon you and grace your home with warmth and peace. 

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