23#[THE DIARY OF A SINNER- Season 2]

{A CIIYF Production}

Habibi Sadeekun… (Beloved Friend)

The music was loud and edgy. Almost sounded slightly satanic if you paid attention to the lower notes.

Ahmed was swaying along with the beat, thus, making his lifeless camcorder dance along like a butterfly with a broken wing. Totally not in harmony with the law of gravity.

Everyone seemed to be having a good time…

I was jiving a little too, bobbing my head up and down, swaying my arms….The usual stuff trance pro’s do. I could hardly recognize myself Sadeekun…. I grabbed a blond girl’s bottom, kissed another on the cheek and made an odd looking guy do a triple spin on the dance floor.

“Rewind, Rewind, Ahmed!” Asghar yelled. He seemed more furious than I was.

He closely analysed the difference in my behavior from 7:30pm until 11:45pm. From the time we entered until approximately 9pm, I kept to myself. It even appeared as if I was reading aloud to myself. At one point I even dragged Zubair aside and asked him to drop me off at home.

“That’s the Sayfullah I know,” Asghar lifted his head and smiled.

The “window period” or the time slot wherein some rotten loser handed me that spiked glass of water, had to have been from around 8:30pm.

There was a loud knock on the door. Sounded as if someone was trying to break it down!

“SAYFULLAH!!!” was all I heard. Actually, it sounded like a beast with a toothache who was screaming out my name. We hid the camcorder and braced ourselves for whoever or whatever that was…

There was no house-warming get-together last night Sadeekun. Umi and Abbu decided to pay me a surprise visit! Well actually… it wasn’t totally for me. “Your Umi was missing you very much. She spoke to your Mamoo and he said Muhammed Asghar’s birthday is tomorrow so we could come down and stay the night”, Abbu said.

Boy, was I shocked! Shukar, my room was tidy and a set of books were lying by the bedside. Umi held me as if I’d just returned from World War 3. “Allah Paak, you’re gone so thin my bachooo!”, she mumbled to herself a hundred times with tears in her eyes.

Abbu asked where the nearest Masjid was and if I got selected for the University’s soccer team.

I related my “10seconds of glory” story and even he seemed impressed! Asghar knew why I didn’t answer the first question, so he butted in and gave Abbu the directions to the Masjid. I couldn’t help but feel guilty Sadeekun…

Abbu was suffering with a terrible toothache so they had to leave early…

Felt good seeing them Sadeekun. We only tend to realize the value of our parents when they aren’t around us anymore. I begged them to stay longer, but, Mamoo insisted that they spend the night at his house.

They were glad that Asghar and I were getting along so well. Umi said that Allah Ta’ala finally gave me the older brother I had always wanted. She couldn’t have been more right.

As soon as they had left, we pulled out the camcorder and scrutinized every detail…

*BAM!*

Around 8:45pm Ahmed followed Zubair to the bar. The girls were thirsty so he sent Ahmed away with two bottles of Valpre.

Smart move… what Zubair didn’t realize was that this clever little mechanism that has the ability to record without a human, was still watching him like a hawk.(Ahmed forgot his camcorder at the bar). Bless Ahmed’s amnesia!

Zubair then ordered a third bottle of Sparkling Water (this is it Sadeekun!). He asked the bar tender for a glass and Asghar, Ahmed and I clearly saw him pull out a pack of tablets from his jacket pocket. He emptied three, (damn him!) THREE tablets into the glass and stirred it like a professional psychopath!

He realized that Ahmed forgot his camcorder and being the wonderful friend that he is (bleh), picked it up and ensured that he gave it to Ahmed (glass still in his other hand).

I am so furious Sadeekun!!!! What did I ever do to Zubair? I’ve been nothing, but nice to him.

—————- Battery Low —————-

Ahmed’s camcorder was breathing its last and since he has the memory of a goldfish….there was no charger to go with it.

Taking Ahmed to fetch his charger, will update you tomorrow after Asghar’s “Not Surprise Get-Together Anymore”.

I still don’t get the motive behind this scenario, something just isn’t right. Nothing seems to be adding up Sadeekun….

Sayfullah

>>> WhEw, HoW HeCtIc iS tHAt?! Do You think thErE’S More to ThIS Than What MeeTs ThE EyE? WhY WouLD ZuBaiR WanT To “dRuG” SayFuLlAh??

Thus it is very important to abide by the command of Allah SWT that says, ‘Your Lord has commanded that you worship none but Him, and be kind to parents. If either or both of them reach old age with you, do not say ‘uff’ to them or chide them, but speak to them in terms of honor and kindness. Treat them with humility, and say, ‘My Lord! Have mercy on them, for they did care for me when I was little’ [Qur’an 17:23]

KeEp ReAdinG to SeE HoW ThIS All unfolds<<<

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