The Trip
14:30 Posted In Bridget Jones , Moroccan , Mr Darcy Edit This 6 Comments »
I can't believe this happened to me but here goes....
I took my 2 sisters out for a meal in order to put the brain at rest and have some girly fun. We chatted a lot especially about my sister’s unofficial fiancĂ© and how best to deal with the dilemma some sisters face when their parents don't agree to a marriage. We agreed to disagree on many points but were resolved with the promise that if Allah wants her marriage to happen it will. Trust me Allah knows best.
Anyway, as we left the restaurant I noticed a guy who I had gone to school with who was with his new wife. Almost all the Moroccan girls wanted to marry him including me as he was our Muslim version of Mr Darcy. I was desperate to get a glimpse of his wife for piety reasons and this woman thing of checking out the new wife. I know pathetic but couldn't help myself. I started running towards them and I got to the middle of the road and TRIPPED. Oh my God, the embarrassment as he turned round to see what this big thump was. I sounded like a massive rock hitting the floor! Instead of my silly sisters helping they were in fits laughing at me. Terrible! All my money, keys and dignity were on the floor. So in Bridget Jones action, I thought quickly how do I get out of this situation and pretend he didn't see me. So I got up, quickly gathered everything and started running in the opposite direction as if to suggest I was in a hurry to get somewhere and it was not me that just tripped. My sisters followed with this trail of laughter behind them and I was shouting to shut them up. They destroyed the plan as I could see him starring at us due to all the noise my sisters were making but the most honest reason for his attention being caught was probably that massive thump on the road.
Got home with blood all over my knees and a shameful face!
A warning - If you see someone you fancy just walk the other way.