Last night was something else; stopped by forum for a bit to see the shows, the music and of course the Henna. The ladies all had to get theirs done in seperate way. There was a great mood that night, everyone out feeling good about the end of a month of fasting. It was really nice to see such spirit and fun coming from this night.
Then today a friend invited us for food with their family, we ate three rounds before the afternoon was over! Was I ever stuffed. I was even fortunate enough to collect a little Eidi. I plan to return the favour tomorrow by paying it forward.
Back home, when I celebrate Christmas, there is a similar feeling in the city, everyone rushing about to buy gifts for everyone on their lists, the churches are filled with people from all over the community, the lights are up all over the place, there is music and carols being sung. Then on christmas day after opening presents we would visit family relatives for more present opening and then we would feast for dinner like we never feasted before.
Today made me miss home quite a bit. It also got me thinking. I’ve always celebrated Christmas with family, and only with family, sometimes friends. Never have I fasted for a month, or given a zakat to anyone more in need than I. Sure I’ve given money and non-perishable food items to the food bank, but nothing like the spirit of giving here.
The Ramzan experience, a month of family gathering, remembering goodness and giving to those less fortunate. I will remember Iftar every evening when we would get samosas and pakoras and jalebis and eating together as a whole group of friends. I wont forget it, and it sure will add a much deeper meaning to Christmas time for me.