Me vs The World

Assalamu Alaikum,

After re-opening the quest. Life is pacing really quickly. After Ramadan, my days have been flowing like water. The month is almost over and I start my new job this Jummah insha'Allah.

You may think I've been lazy with the updating my blog but the truth is wife-hunting has been taking all my free time. If I find a brother who has put in so much time, effort and determination in tying his camel. I will personally make him dinner. Beans on toast of course. Cupcakes for the number of prospects he has over me. Chunky figure.

I've filtered through about 15 girls in the past 18 days. You read that right. Seriously hard work. You have to put in some serious hours. Staying on top of your game, treating every prospect like she could potentially be the one. It's tough work and extremely taxing and draining on you and your emotional state of mind. 

The kind of prospects that have been put forward were all practising sisters. From different races to a revert. Middle class straight through to upper class backgrounds. From a barrister through to students. Qur'an Hafiz to a writer. I've even had an imam and another father approach me. By Allah, I cannot express my gratitude from how he has placed all these opportunities for me. Quality prospects that actually want to get married. The standard of these girls, masha'Allah. I've entered the twilight zone.

After filtering through racial issues (their parents), mismatch in aspirations/expectations and identifying compatibility. I hit the top 3. These prospects seemed outstanding, I had no intention of filtering through many suitors at once, but I was approached at the same time, way to go timing! I tried to filter through them but its been difficult. So I decided to give the first sister who contacted me priority.

The Journalist.

One thing I've learnt in over 3 years on the quest is how make things happen and work. So we started talking earlier last week. I needed a retreat for a mental break so I headed down to geetarhiro's turf. I hooked up with my brothers. I spoke to the journalist that night and we made good progress. Her father was in the country until today.  I wasn't going to pass up on this offer. We managed to pull off a last minute meet. Being 180 miles away from home, alhamdulillah they understood the benefit of us meeting and they agreed to meet.

I got the boys together and we hit the capital for dinner. The father and daughter arranged to meet me near the place we arranged to have dinner, so they travelled a little to meet there. I abandoned the boys for 90 minutes.

We met. We talked. We laughed. It was key, to the point but not too formal. Just right. We even disagreed on a few things. The father gave me a lift a few miles down. He seemed like a wonderful and understanding man, masha'Allah. I asked him for permission to speak to his daughter so we may establish compatibility. The trust and faith he placed on me. I can't say I've come across a father with such a warming and positive attitude. I like him. I like her too. We come from very different backgrounds but that's what makes it exciting. She has things to offer me that others didn't demonstrate.

I pray she is the one. Insha'Allah. Allah has made the process easy so far. Let it continue.

The first love story I posted? It benefited me a great deal, looks leading to attraction is one thing. Attraction from having faith in Allah, that's something else. I'm glad that I give every prospect the same opportunity they all deserve. If I didn't, I may have overlooked her because some of the prospects that were put forward. Honestly? Really attractive. I've come so far. I'm happy that I now know what I'm doing. My system works. My dealings are in adherance to Islam. The love and respect from all the families I've received. Every day I'm becoming the best version of myself.

Is there anything more satisfying in knowing that? Heck no.

P.S. Remember Potential #7? They came to our house for dinner yesterday. They hinted 3 times they're interested in marriage. Too late?