Some days ago I was talking to Zairah and telling her of Ryz's family structure. The conversation included his parents, siblings and Ryz's relationship with them.

Yesterday I met her at Najm Saab's dars and I had brought along the books I bought her from Darussalam.

A part of me felt that Zairah would have a little something for me as well. Such is the content bliss I feel around her.

When I met her, she handed me a gajra for my wrist and I smiled and handed her the bag that contained the books. She then asked whether Ryz had come to the dars as well to which I replied that he hadn't.

She then handed me another gajra, this one being for his sister, Huma.

Why? Because of the mere fact that I was telling her about Huma, Ryz's sister.

I told Ryz that evening, and he was touched to hear it.

I then told him that the reason why Zairah is so fond of him is because she loves me so much. A simple truth that I am reminded of at different points of our friendship.

Alhamdo lillah.