Puasa

At the time i am typing this down it has been like what..2- 3 times since the purely innocent thought of getting myself a cold drink from the fridge crossed my mind but the hollow feeling down at that trollish gut of mine reminded me of the fact that it is the first day of Ramadhan already, and a strange one at that.

Regardless of our age Ramadhan will always be a time to adjust ourselves to that new state of piety and remembrance for the suffering of our brothers and sisters, for some it is a mountain of a challenge to keep themselves from opening that fridge (young and old alike) and most challenging of all; to not pick those gaping apertures which would always for no apparent reason itch even more than normal when its Ramadhan.

For some, it is a time to adjust themselves to a new setting. Wives without their husband to drive them to the surau, Sons and daughters without their father to break the fast with. A quiet Ramadhan, no doubt will descend upon these houses. A quiet one, perhaps a bit more it will be in my house now that there can be no furs sticking to the sofa nor a would a jingling of the keys elicit any response. We all adjust, we all move on. Giving and taking is in the natural order of things and this month, this time for prayers and rituals is all for us to give and for Him to take. Him alone.

I wish all those reading this Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan Al-Mubarak dan Selamat Berpuasa. May God bless you all in this holy month.