Denial: Ramadan 2013 Day 21
“So which of the favors of your Lord would you deny?” Thirty one times. The same question. Yesterday’s fumbling about with endurance began to make some sense. Most things in life start making sense after…
“So which of the favors of your Lord would you deny?” Thirty one times. The same question. Yesterday’s fumbling about with endurance began to make some sense. Most things in life start making sense after…
“Farashkhaane se Shabana…Sehrish aapka intezaar kar rahi hain. Baraaye meherbaani unse miliye.” “Sehri? Who is supposed to ‘meet’ Sehri now? Aren’t we here for Iftar?” Mosques, traditionally, have been considered to be centers of congregation…
As is the rule, the weekend came with its Iftar invitation. Maybe it’s just me, but has anyone ever felt a sad twinge at not being able to brag out loud to the Iftar host…
This Ramadan, among other firsts which I mentioned right at the beginning of this month, another got added to the list. Missing Friday prayers during Ramadan. And this week, reached there just as the khutba…
If the first Iftar while stuck in traffic has happened already, how could the first Iftar all by myself be far behind? There are times when I end up saying the same prayers twice. Not…
Cold. Cough. Chances of a fever. Nothing much to do except trying to sleep through the day, in the hope that the time to break the fast would be nigh on waking up. The rain…
Time flies. To add, time flies during Ramadan like no other time. Done with half of the month already, and what have we got? The excitement, at the sighting of the moon which heralded the…
Given the traffic situation in Delhi, there has to be at least one instance when you end up having Iftar, not out of choice, in the cosiness (which turns just about claustrophobic enough at the…
It rained heavily over the weekend. It rained heavily back home too. Amma told me when, as is usual, I called her in the morning. She told me that a 20 years old boy got…