FAREWELL OH BLESSED RAMADHAN!

SO SYAHDU! SO SENDU! Well, I don't know what these terms mean, but Mummy uttered them nonetheless, as she heard the takbir the day before Syawal. Her emotional side got the better of her when she reflected upon the things that she has (and has NOT) done during the blessed month of Ramadhan. Of course, cry-baby-Mummy teared as she saw Ramadhan made way for Syawal. I suppose, Ramadhan means a lot to Mummy. It was a month of self-reflection. A month of strengthening bonds and ties. A month of self-purification.

For simple me, Ramadhan simply meant a month of tucking into oh-glorious-food - some new recipes courtesy of kind souls like Aunty Trin. A month of meeting my relatives and friends I don't usually meet. Basically, a month to enjoy being in the company of my loved ones. :)


What I Did Last Ramadhan

And for the first time ever, I followed Mummy to solat terawihs @ Al-Istighfar. I know some people claimed that children who are brought to solat terawihs can be a real nuisance to the other jemaahs. Then again, Mummy thought it would be somewhat a good exposure for me. Though I did not follow through the terawih session religously, I did learn the basic etiquettes that's required in the mosque.


My Terawih Experience

Well hopefully, come next Syawal, I will be ready to fast (at least half day). I'm TOTALLY inspired and awed by Kak Dini Amani, who is just a year older than me.... yet she fasted full day for a whole month, hokay? And she's only four!!!! So wish me luck for next year, ya!!!!