You know when you lose control of a situation and you have no idea how it happened?
My day kinder felt like that. I started out with the intention of just going to a study day (morning actually since it only lasts 3 hours. I really did not want to go but it was one of those things you have to do to improve yourself you know) and then heading home and spending my time with my mum who certainly deserves some help from her eldest.
Plan: study day and see mum.
So that was the plan and the intension was there too … but something/one happened along the way.
It all started last night when my little sister calls me at my flat and says ‘you are picking up from school tomorrow, right?’ I am baffled as to why my 14 year old sister needs picking up from school by me! She enlightens me and explains that I said I would take her out on Monday and Tuesday of this week! Now I don’t remember making this promise but since she is such an honest kid I believe her and change my plans.
Plan: study day, pick up sister from school, go out AND THEN SEE MUM!
During the study day (by the way it was on male catheterisation and I couldn’t stop giggling – it was like I was at school again!) I get a call from my Dad. He wants me to meet him and sort some finances out for a charity I am involved in. I tell Dad I am free from 1pm and could meet him then. This I fine with Dad and I get to carry on with my course.
At 11am I get a text from my friend Bangles and it goes like this: ‘meet me at falfal 4 1ish please’. Now how was I supposed to take that? I panic like I always do and think what could possibly have happened between yesterday (which is when I last saw Bangles) and today? I think to myself it must be urgent. I call my Dad and I tell him to put our meeting back and he agrees.
Plan: study day, meet Bangles, meet Dad, pick up little sister, go out AND THEN SEE MUM!
I finish my study day (with awful looks from the lecturer and I am still giggling) and decide to walk to Bangles place off work and once I get there I see that Nemo is already there. She is meant to be at work - turns out that she had the day off and she also got the same text from Bangles.
We had lunch and it was great. Its 2:15pm and I am not meeting Dad till half past anyway so we head back to Bangles work place and get Dhur done (dropping four for Allah as some might say). This is when it gets interesting – Nemo decides to get some work done seeing as the internet was available! I start to panic and to hide that I read my novel. I wait for Dad to ring. I panic some more when he does call and tells me he is waiting for me at the bank! Nemo decides to come with me as she wants to go out with us later on.
Turns out that the bank business gets delayed and we are stuck in the bank till 4pm!
When we finally do finish, Nemo turns around and says ‘we are so close to the hospital, why don’t we see my friend who just had a baby’! What could be said to that? I call home and get my sister to meet us in town at 5pm instead of us picking her up at school!
Plan: study day, meet Bangles, meet Dad, see Nemo’s friend, meet sister, go out NAD THEN SEE MUM!
Baby was beautiful and we met MD and my other little sister in town. Had a blast and caught a really cool film (not really my normal film but it surprised me and I enjoyed it) and headed home to finally see Mum! Yay I am thinking till I actually get home and find out that Mum is not home. Let me state that again MUM WAS NOT HOME! Not only that but was Nemo counting on me taking her home using mum’s car ad she was basically stuck. I suggested a taxi home. Nemo had no money and we had to get to a cash point (this happened after a lot of guilt tripping from Nemo’s side. Why do I fall for that?). We got the cash and called a taxi to take Nemo home from my flat.
Why does this always happen to me? Why is it that I can never say no to people’s request?
You see my plan was set from the night from before yet I changed it so many times when others asked me to! Why? I love my friends but I think that no one really realises the demands that are made on my time. It sounds like I am feeling sorry for myself but not really because I am just finding out that I tend to hate changing my plans. I always knew this but I thought I was getting over it and could accommodate changes without too much trouble. Turns out that I can’t. I think that I need to realise and keep reminding myself that whatever our plans are – Allah is the best of planners and whatever happens to us was meant to happen. Makes me realise that maybe I should make the best plan I can and let God as they say.
I will see how this goes. I need to apply this to my university application and make my best effort and let everything else happen how it was meant to happen.
It scares me how no matter what I do time just flies by with no care for the fact that I have not made the best of it. I pray to Allah that I make the best of the time He has given me and I earn my Jannah that way.
Ps Plan is to see Mum tomorrow Insha Allah…