Ayesha at Last

by Uzma Jalaluddin

“Just remember to pack light. Dreams tend to shatter if you’re carrying other people’s hopes around with you.”

Always dream together, raja. Always leave space in your life to grow and soften.”

Weddings are such a cheerful way to end a story, don’t you think? So full of hope and promise. And love.”

If that was love, I wanted no part. Love takes your heart and leaves you with nothing. It makes you forget your children, your family. It steals your very self. So I closed off my heart, telling myself I was better without it. Nothing could be worth such pain. That’s why I fought so hard when I realized I was falling for you.”

You accused me once of not knowing what I wanted in life, and you were right. I was lost for so long, but you helped me see myself. I know what I want now: I want to travel the world. I want to paint pictures with my words. But most of all, I want you.”

I was harsh; you taught me compassion. I was judgmental; you taught me to be brave and open. Please, tell me we still have a chance. I need you in my life, Ayesha. My heart is yours to take.”

“You’re engaged. Khalid said Rob agreed to a dowry too.” Clara sat up, dazed. “I don’t need a dowry.” “He offered to pay for a honeymoon in Hawaii.” Clara beamed. “Did I tell you how much I like Khalid?”

“‘All’s well that ends well.’”

Sometimes there were no words, only sunshine on your heart.