8. Regrets

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

Dedicated to my best supporter and critic:  Berry

And to my new follower who liked every post: zed005

Khalid’s P.O.V

I know mummy told us to stop but I have to atleast even the score. Come on for goodness sake she destroyed every single of my trousers besides the one I was wearing yesterday. Now I have to deal with the boys’ funny remarks and I have to replace my whole wardrobe of trousers. Khawla was the one who started this war and I am not going to let her end it having the last prank.

I decide to rope Basheera in on my plan. I needed mendhi and I’m sure Basheera will have.  Khawla just cannot stand mendhi on her hands. She may admire it on someone else’s hands from far but she’ll never let you near her with a mendhi cone.

The last time someone put mendhi for her was when she was three years old. Everyone was so happy that she let them put for her mendhi without a fuss. When she woke up the next morning she went to wash the mendhi off her hands. A little while later she began howling. Mummy asked her what was wrong to which she replied “Mummy its not coming out, mummy my hands is dirty, mummy it’s smelling, I don’t like dirty things on my hands, mummy take out this ugly things from my hands.” No one has attempted it since then.

I waited till about midnight to be sure that she is asleep before going to her room. I was armed with my weapon of mass destruction, a mendhi cone! I wrote on her hand “I love my awesome brother Khalid.” I examined my art work. I am so good at this. This is truly piece of art. Maybe I should become an artist and my greatest piece of art will be my name. Am I good or what!

Little did I know how I would regret it. From being rudely awoken with a slap from a furious Khawla for Fajr Salaah to mummy’s looks of disappointment. I could deal with mummy shouting me and giving me her bayaans but those looks of disappointment are the worst. They like an arrow straight to the heart that actually make you start feeling disappointed in yourself and regretting what you did. Guess I have to be on my best behavior for a while to get back on her good side.




Just aspiring to inspire through the pen, or should I say, keyboard. May Allah Ta’ala accept my efforts and make it a source of Hidayah for the Ummah.

4 thoughts on “8. Regrets

  1. Aww O! ! Lol u had me crack up with the post. . Clearly the mum would be disappointed considering they were told to stop their pranks lol. . Small typo though. . Should be that the mum was showing disappointment or had a look of dissappointment. . Was typed out showing disappointed. . Maaf just you have a good story going, so writing should be good too. . 😊

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