In December 2015, I wrote about searching for my Rib here and it is supposedly my best writeup yet, as I got lots of comments and commendations from it. I appreciated the comments and felt proud of myself for coming up with something everyone described as beautiful, but there was still a vacuum, the reason to which the post came up was still pending. There was no rib, looked like it was just a well done work of art that would remain seated on my blog, gather glory and not have a sequel.
Two years later, In December 2017, I am getting married.
Somewhere in that 2015 post, I wrote that I might have met the person without it dawning on me and I really wanted the person to show face, it looked like I was being a prophet because yes, I had met him, I really had met my rib the previous year.
Now this is a letter to him, words from the sincerest part of my heart, to the one man who ticks all the boxes for me.
Waliyullah, Waliu, Waliy,Waliyy
Depending on how we decide to spell it, Your name could mean different things
Supporter of Allah, Friend of Allah,
Friend, Love, Owner,
The Protecting Friend….
It isn’t a mere coincidence that out of the many men in the world, Allah gave me you,
Look at the meaning of your name, reflect for a bit, and understand
That in His infinite mercy, The almighty molded you, to give my life meaning.
I know you see me, many times, looking at you and smiling,
I know you notice my regular stares, my constant touches
Don’t be scared, those are activities I engage in, to make sure you are real, that I am not dreaming.
That you are here, in flesh and bone
and you are all mine.
Thank you for being my lover, friend, brother, father, family member
For supporting me
For believing in me,
Allaying my fears
Making me a better muslim,
Helping me to grow and Glow in this journey of life
For always having my back
And being my greatest fan.
I hope to be a good wife, Waliy
I hope to be your peace,happiness, calm and everything good
I hope to be there for you all the way
I hope to be the one, that one that makes it all beautiful
Your lady, your woman , your wife.
I want to be the virtuous woman that the holy Quran and the Prophet have described
I want to be everything you desire,
The mother of your kids,
The peace you sought,
The love you craved
The fantasy you have always dreamed of
I pray for you everyday, I do
Your success is mine and mine yours,
I pray that Allah grants you success
That you are successful in this life and the hereafter
I pray that your beneficial desires are granted
And they are useful for you.
I pray that we are granted kids,
Who will be the coolness of our eyes
I pray Allah grants you the wisdom and ability
To be the best father and role model to them
I pray He grants our family genuine happiness
One which radiates through and spreads to other people.
I pray for a long life for us
A healthy one
A wealthy one,
A worthy of emulation one
A beautiful life through and through.
May He grant us the patience
and Trust, to go through life.
May He make us a team, and let no barrier come between us,
Make us among the blessed ones
The ones whom He is well pleased with
That I love you
And it gets better by the day
May He make it grow stronger and more beautiful
I am ready
To spend my life with you
And In sha Allah
It will be a worthy one.
I have so many things to tell you still, but I’d keep them, and say them to you for the rest of my life
In sha Allah.