Part 21: closed door meetings and favorite shirts

Today before Jumuah, Imraan called me, frantic...

The secretary had just informed him that the board wants to see him for a closed-door meeting after lunch. Imraan was really worried. Nobody else had been called in for such a meeting since the big guns had arrived so the office was hi-wired with even more speculation...

"make dua for me baby, Il call you soon as I know what's happening...", he said.

" stop stressing, its not going to do you any good, when you go home after Jumuah, go wear your favorite shirt, freshen up etc, then go back...be confident! You awesome, they calling you in to tell you that!", I tried to calm him.

He laughed nervously, "Il phone you later, love you."

"love you too..."

As we rang off, I thought about how hard Imraan had worked to get where he is...

When Imraan completed school, his family naturally expected him to follow Muhammed and Bilal into the business that my FiL worked so hard to build...nobody was happy to hear Imraan had other plans!

Instead of going into business, Imraan wanted to do Law, he didn't know what aspect but he wanted to study, not part time while at the business, but full time. A real college experience. everybody thought he was crazy.

Imraan applied to most of the universities and he got into almost all but his father refused to pay for his studies.

Imraan had very little savings but he was determined, so he looked for bursaries', he finally found one before the final cut-off dates for registration which narrowed his choices down and he settled on UKZN.

 Instead of staying at home, he decided to live on res even though campus was less than 20mins from home. Imraan use to go home every weekend for a night or two.

His father eventually realized that he was serious about this and started putting pressure on Imraan to study business law, Imraan was still determined to carve his own identity and future.

A holiday job as a legal aid is what made him choose conveyance eventually. He loved his current job and had been hoping to move up the ladder.

 It would be his worst nightmare to lose his job, it would be horrible for him.

While we could still live comfortably while he searched for another job in his field, I think the loss of his job would be a very heavy blow. I doubt imraan would be able to go into the family business either way...he just wasn't cut out for it and Bilal would have a field day over his fall.

at Jumuah, I made earnest dua for my dear husband, for us, for our success...in this world and the next...

"oh Allah, if something is good for us, bring it towards us..and if it is bad for us, take it away from us, and bless us with something better, that we may be happy with ..."