At 27 years old, Ayesha's family has all but given up on her marrying a nice Muslim man. She wants to be a poet (but is settling for substitute teaching) and is stuck dealing with her younger and flighty cousin Hafsa. But when she meets Khalid, a traditional young man who is helping their mosque plan an event for young adults, both Ayesha and Khalid feel a connection, though neither will admit it. But thanks to a small mixup that Ayesha neglects to fix, Khalid thinks that she is actually Hafsa. Throw in some rishtas (the traditional courtship and marriage offers of Islam), and we have a thoroughly confusing, yet entertaining tale. Taking more than a few cues from Jane Austen, this is a great mashup of traditions in a very modern setting. I devoured it in nearly one sitting, and I highly recommend it to fans of Austen, romance, and mistaken identity stories.
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