Ramadhan 1432..

Alhamdulillah.. I'm still here for another Ramadhan...


Being away from my comfortable-Islamic-zone, I've been a little bit observant. Back in UIA, you can feel that Ramadhan is the month of blessings with all the Islamic activities being so customary. You can see posters about Islamic talks, you have tadarus Al-Quran every night, you have a lot of Iftars.. Iftar kelas, Iftar course, Iftar ARC, Iftar this, Iftar that... And you can almost always listen to voices reciting quranic verses whereever you are. That's International Islamic University....


Now I'm no longer there and I'm in Sabah, in which Muslims are so often indistinguishable from the Non Muslims. S and I agreed that we didn't feel that Ramadhan was approaching. Nothing indicate that Syaaban was coming to its end because nobody was excited about Ramadhan. It was only S and I who kept reminding each other "Weyh, da nak pose weyh~"



But then again, now Ramadhan is here, I can see the gist of it despite of not being in the Islamic environment that I used to be in. Well, for one, every Muslim are trying their best to fulfill this pillar of Islam. And those whom I know are not the type who pray regularly are now walking their way to the mosque for terawih prayers!!! Well, pessimists might say "Ala~ Time Ramadhan je tuh," but to me, that's still a good thing. Better than nothing that is. At least they have the effort to get near to Allah during Ramadhan. Who knows, maybe they'll stick to doing the five daily prayers after Ramadhan. More women are wearing hijab during this holy month too. Well, that's a good thing eventhough it's temporary. At least the guys are protected from seeing things... You know, things~~ hehe

Gambar yang mesti mau berunsur gunung ganang dan batu :p

Well, another thing about this Ramadhan is that my neice and nephew are being trained by my mom to fast full day. My neice can't really handle the hunger but my mom, being strict as she always does, have insisted that she should wait until the adzan before she could touch any food. And my neice cried as she wait for the adzan. Kesian betol... But then after a few days, my neice got use to the fasting :)


My mom never pushed me, though. I had a very bad gastric when I was 8 that I was warded for a few hours for monitoring (and it wasn't Ramadhan that time). So she wasn't very strict about my fasting. I only fast when I reached my puberty. Even now, I rarely miss my meal but surprisingly I could always withstand fasting :)


Hurm, there was something amusing going on here in our house too. Well, Idham is also being trained to fast half-day. I wasn't fasting for the first few days since it was the time of the month so he saw me eating in the kitchen in the afternoon. On his way to school the next day he asked Umi,

"Umi, kak jiji tu Islam ka? kenapa dia nda puasa?"

When I was told about this, of course la I terus ketawa terbahak bahak.. I found it so funny. But then I'm quite impressed that he recognized fasting is one of the pillar of Islam, the basic act that portrays you being a Muslim :)