As SalaamuAlikum/Hello/Hi

I hope everybody is well.
As promised this announcement is to confirm Season 2.

Fatima and all her panchaat will be back from 1st November.

I hoped to resume earlier but unfortunately things have been hectic and only 3 episodes are ready.

But get ready....PMB isn't the sleepy little town Fatima thought it would be...

can her marriage survive the long working hours Imraan puts in?
Is MiL missing them abit too much?
Does buying somebody's house mean you inherent the lifestyle too?
Does Gori Foi think they moved her for her?
Is Sabera ready too get married?
An unexpected death in the family, changes everything....

Season 2, coming soon...

Till then, don't miss us too much...
Ree

Announcement: Time for a Break

As Fatima gets ready to shift to her new hometown she wont have time to update her diary...so I am going to take a much needed break!

I know, i know...you don't want to hear that but I really need it.

When I wrote the first page of this story, I never thought it would turn into a series...
But here we are, more than 50 posts and more than 50 000 page views  later...

The live blog has finally caught up with Fatima's panchaat, all the preset post have been depleted.

So, Let Fatima shift and settle in and then we'll join her in PMB...

Coz I'm sure she will find panchaat wherever she is!

In the mean time, I need to recharge, work on the storyline, get fresh perspective and introduce some new characters...

Also, I need to set the stage for the ending.
So Real Guji Wife is going on a holiday...but we will be back, in our regular time slot (with a possible name change). Please check back on October 17th for an Announcement regarding Season 2.

Fresh ideas, new plots, old favourites and new characters and Fatima's nose for drama...Season 2 coming soon!

Also, a big big thank you to everybody who reads this blog...a bigger thank you to those who comment, you keep me entertained and motivated!

Amongst my favourite commenters I found an amazing writer!Please go check out her blog...I promise you will be blown away.
http://riyaadussaliheen.wordpress.com/

Another blog I really enjoy is journey in a journal. http://ajourneyinajournal.wordpress.com/

Go show them some love!

Enjoy the break.
Till Season two...
Ree

Part 46: It's a wrap!

I had completely forgiven Imraan for all the weirdness over Zain.  Even though it hurt my feelings that he had jumped to conclusions like that, I wasn't prepared to dwell over it and let it feaster.

That doesn't mean I wasn't enjoying Imraan making it up to me! He was extra sweet to me this morning, he woke up early and went to the garage to buy me a cappuccino from the machine coz he knows I love that one!
At lunch time he had a delivery waiting for me...Biryani!

Coz he knows chocolates and flowers wouldn't melt me the way dek biryani would.
I love how Imraan knows me so well. I love him more for it.

I spent my free-time making a to-do list of what I need to do next week ahead of the move.Today was my last official day at work but I would be coming in next week to have a party with the children to say good-bye.

  The principal had handed me a memo to sign...i was surprised to see that it was an invite for a farewell in my honour! I can't believe they going through so much trouble. Luckily I had already decided to buy each member of staff a small parting gift.

This weekend Imraan and I will be packing some of our clothes. We also need to buy some household basics. My MiL said she will cook and freeze some meals for us to run us the first week or two till we settle in so we can do grocery shopping later.

I'm so excited to put together our home and begin the new chapter of our lives.

I also spoke to my mother today and she sounded abit stressed out, she said my dad had been complaining about chest pains and he refused to go to the doctor.

I know how stubborn my father can be so I can just imagine what a hardtime she must be having.

My family would be visiting me in PMB in a few weeks, once Imraan and I settle down.

I have a busy week ahead of me till move day...Shew!

Part 45: waterworks

Imraan didn't bother replying to MiL...he just took a deep breath and blew it out slowly...
I guess he had his say and he was ready to calm down...but oh!, I hadn't even gotten started!!

I turned on the TV and turned the volume all the way up, then I walked into the bathroom and gestured for Imraan to follow me, I opened the tap full blast.

Imraan came in and sat on the closed toilet...

I looked at him for a long minute...

Then I finally said, "Do you really think I cheated on you?"

"No", he said simply.

" Then what was all this about?". I demanded.

" Yesterday I used your car to go to the gym, I stopped to fill fuel...when I opened the ash try to dump the change, a piece of paper popped out...". Imraan said.

Oh!

" it said Zain Mohammed and it had some contact details. I didn't know you knew anybody with that name but I just put it back...i didn't think anything of it...", Imraan went on...

" Then I gave Saleem a lift home and he found a packet stuffed under the seat, it had a pack of kiss and hearts boxes and he started teasing me because it was size small...
I was just wondering why you bought them, if that's not my size but I still didn't think anything of it..." Imraan continued...

" this morning I took the IPad with me because my laptop is gone for software upgrades. I had time to kill and when I opened Facebook I saw that message...it just threw me...not even two minutes later you sent a message saying you hunting for the IPad..." Imraan went on

" it just got to much Fatima...too many coincidents and my over thinking brain..." Imraan finished.

 "please tell me what's going on! Please explain this..", Imraan said, desperately.

I wanted to laugh...really, I wanted to laugh.
Imraan looked so wounded...i just wanted to laugh. But I was also very hurt, Imraan's assumption/accusation/reaction stung...

" you should have started off this conversation with this part and given me a chance to explain first..", I said quietly

" the fact that you even think that I would do that to you...to us! Plus I'm expecting 
....", I said...getting riled up again

The tears that had been threatening to spill all evening, finally did.

Imraan tried to awkwardly comfort me but I pushed him away...

Finally I forced myself to stop the water works and talk...

"that number was for Bilal and Shireen...that guy who helped the twins at Mr Price, I took his details for them.

Those boxes were for you, only when I got home I saw they were the wrong size so I kept them under the seat so I could exchange them, I didn't want you to find it first.

I have no idea why that guy sent me a message on Facebook, I didn't see that message at all...i was looking for the iPad because I thought it got stolen..."

By the time I finished Imraan looked even more devastated than before.

" Fatima, I am so sorry...i don't know what got into me!", he said.

"I don't know either!", I replied.

I turned off the tap and walked out of the bathroom, I switched off the tv, got into bed and closed my eyes...

I heard Imraan leave the room.

I short while later he returned...with two magnums in a garage packet.

"Please forgive me baby...im so sorry." he said offering me one

I took the ice cream...


Nobody.refuses.ice-cream.

Part 44: Assumptions and Speculation...

Today when I got home from school, I found myself with nothing to do. I had no work for the next day nor was it my turn in the kitchen.
The house was kind off quiet too, everybody was off doing their own thing.

I flipped through channels and then decided to do some Facebook stalking...but I couldn't find the Ipad anywhere!

I hunted around abit in the usual places but it was nowhere to be seen...

Of course I immediately thought that Tumi or Thembi might have pinched it...after all, hadn't I used it just last night?

I distinctly remember playing games while imraan was at gym, I left it on the side table in sure...without logging off or switching it off, as usual.

Maybe one of them came into the room and saw the opportunity to take it?

Wait!wait! Wait!

I was jumping to conclusions...it was a terrible habit I must have picked up from my mother, every time something is misplaced, I immediately think it must have been stolen by the maid! I really need to stop making these false assumptions.

It was entirely possible Imraan could have put it somewhere...

I sent him a quick message asking if he knew where the Ipad was and then I heard Talha and Tariq so I went to chat to Sumaya.

When Imraan came home from work he was unusually quiet, not his usual jolly self. I asked him if he had a bad day at work but he just shrugged.

I guess his a bit overwhelmed with work...

At supper time I started to worry, i was  getting a weird vibe from Imraan...almost like he was upset with me! I couldn't understand why...

It definitely wasn't my imagination I decided after imraan ate in near silence, refusing to look at me, he didn't even ask me to pass him the bread that was right next to me, he asked Sumaya instead!

By the time we got to our room I was really worrying.

"Imraan...are you angry with me?", I asked quietly.

" here's the IPad you wanted!", Imraan said tossing the tablet onto the bed.

"oh, Oki...want to tell me what's wrong?", I asked.

" want to tell me who's zain?", Imraan shot back.

" what! Zain? I don't know!", I said confused.

I was so baffled by Imraan's behavior...

"Don't.lie.to.me.Fatima!", Imraan said through clenched teeth.

" I am NOT lying, why would I lie!", I replied, almost in tears.

Imraan grabbed the IPad from the bed and furiously started punching his finger at the screen...then he practically shoved it under my nose!

" THEN HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THIS!!!!", he yelled, close to tears himself.

The tears in my eyes made everything blurring, I had never seen Imraan so angry before and his behavior was frightening me...we have had fights obviously, but nothing like this...worse thing is, I didn't even know what we were fighting about!

I looked down into the screen, trying to see through my tears, it took me a minute to recognize the Facebook messaging app that was open, and another to make out the blurry writing...:

Zain Mohammed
Salaams
It was so nice to meet you the other day, 'a person like you is truly rare',as you said to me. Can't help but hope that our paths cross again sometime. Tc mwah
28 September , 19:08


OMW....!!!!!

Before I could register the message or even explain, Imraan started up again...

" is this why you were looking for the Ipad so frantically today? You didn't want me to see the message! You wanted to reply!"

Imraan was furious! And guess what...

I was furious too!

How dare he think that low of me!

But before I could even speak, a knock on the door interrupted us...

" Imraan Betha...is everything okay?"

Oh, here's the cherry on top... of course the whole damn house was ears wide open for this little fiasco...and MiL was leading the circus!