My First Day Away

What a weird day. I fasted day before yesterday. I fasted yesterday. Some things went very wrong. I had forgotten I was fasting. I’m so done with those lot, the neighbours man. I forgot completely, but hopefully I am forgiven. I fell asleep later, and woke up at 9’o clock. Weird. Ruined my fast breaking time, stayed up late and slept late. Woke up at 9’o clock today aswell. Missed fajr, made up Eid prayer at some far away Shivajinagar masjid that does a late late prayer. Barely made it. Thank God.

Weird. Went to a mall, looked at clothes, cause I had nothing to do. Came home, did nothing, tried to watch something, eat mangoes, and did nothing. What a sad day. Usually I meet so many people on Eid, so many messages I send out, do a few calls. But I was tired. Didn’t wanna do any of that, so I barely did that. I did in the end forward a few messages. Cool. I did finally understand what it means to spend an Eid away from home. I understand how so many people feel now I think. Up until now, even if I didn’t necessarily have my family around me on Eid, I did have people I knew, places I knew, and people to go to. This was the first time, that wasn’t the case. I did have people I could perhaps meet, but they aren’t immediately anything.

So it was an interesting experience.. all these things combined took all the fun out of Eid, and for me I could live with that, but I know its a religious obligation to enjoy this festival. Its one of the two we have, and if I didn’t I probably was sinning or losing out of a lot of reward maybe. How sad. That did get to me. But I prayed Zuhr, and things turned out okay after that. Had a light lunch. Going to a dinner. It all works out. May Allah make it easy on people who don’t have even this.