One Lunar Month

Chronicles during the month of Ramadan

  • Reflections on Ramadan | Guest post at Muftah

    Ramadan has begun in parts of the world. Here in India, as I sit writing this, we’re still waiting for the confirmatory (and figurative) “blasting of cannons” (which is more like bursting of crackers) and sirens going off in some neighborhoods to announce the onset of the month. I’ve written a guest post for the…

  • Suggestions for sites to be visited this Ramadan in Delhi?

    It has been extremely heartwarming to see the kind of interest everybody has displayed in participating with their contributions to this blog. Ramadan is just a couple of days away, and I’m keenly looking forward to hearing from all of you. Like I had mentioned in a previous post, I’ll be trying to give some…

  • OneLunarMonth is open for submissions

    Last year, this blog had its humble beginnings. When I started sharing my experiences during Ramadan over here, I hadn’t really planned much. The posts were spontaneous and had a personal tone. There wasn’t any process of structuring the effort either. Maybe that was part of the reason for all of you loving it so…

  • 2012, in fact 1433

    It’s right around the corner. In fact, if you crane your neck enough, you just might catch a glimpse of it. Some of you might have already started having that anticipatory feeling which might make the excitement before an India-Pakistan cricket match feel like what goes on in your mind before a post lunch Friday…

  • Day 24: Identical Caps of Identity

    “I’m thinking…I’ll get a cap made for myself too. I Am Me.” A sly naughty smile from a friend. Who hasn’t had anything to do with politics or movements, not that he cares much either. Yet, the presence of fellow human beings, and countrymen, all around him, wearing caps proclaiming their identity in a bid…

  • Day 16: Water water everywhere…

    Photo kheench lo jitni chahiye sir. Lekin please yahan par namaz nahi padhiye. That was the sudden change in tone from friendly to pleading, as the security guard saw me bring out my prayer rug ready to be spread out for performing Maghreb. I couldn’t help but give out a smile. Not at the security…

  • Day 14: In-dependent Ol’ Delhi

    Independence Day it was. And the trip was to the quarters of the Old Walled City which falls under the shadow of that marvel in red sandstone where Prime Ministers stand atop a pedestal and address the nation that day. With whatever is going around right now which has been occupying mass attention, and the…

  • Day 12: Tailing the Dead

    The company of the dead tends to give out a lot of lessons.You just need to spend some time in their company, and the lessons start coming to you on their own. Such was the case this Saturday when it was decided between @Polgrim and me to spend our evening at the Lodi Gardens and…

  • Day 11: Who’s up for playing high stakes?

    Fridays. That day of the week which everyone starts looking forward to even before it is over, and keeps looking forward to the till next Friday hits them, and before they know, it’s gone too. In my newly ‘evolved’ post corporate junkie avatar, admittedly, I’ve forgotten that feeling. I can make every day a Friday…

  • Day 10: Wide open windows aren’t always good for the nose

    Lanes of South Delhi. And so many of them acting as windows to the grandeur they contained within themselves at different points in time. Window. Khirki. A quaint village tucked within South Delhi, Khirki has in recent times, owing to its proximity of location, also emerged as a resident neighborhood of choice for a lot…