I heard on the news this morning that it’s been almost a year since Thabo Mbeki was ousted as President of South Africa. A year! I can’t believe it. I can’t seem to wrap my mind around the concept of time and how the days seem to sweep by as swiftly as they come. We’ve been fasting for a month already, can you believe that?!?! A month! It feels like we just began yesterday!
I don’t know if it’s just me, but it seems like the more we progress into the 21st century, the more time eludes us. Its like the months have become days and the days seem mere minutes in comparison. I can remember a time when life seemed to take FOREVER to happen. A normal school week felt like a month. Time just seemed to drag on forever back then. These days, it feels like my life may just pass me by if I don’t grab it by the horns and hold on.
Two days left and as this month of Ramadaan draws to a close, most of us are in the midst of preparing for the big day…Eid-Ul-Fitr on Sunday. It’s like Christmas & Diwali for Muslims. I’m assuming most people celebrating Eid are at home today or will be at home on Monday. Mother has been baking since 5:30 this morning, driving us crazy with the smell of freshly baked goodies lathered in chocolate and almonds and all sorts. I woke up starving and we only break our fast at 6pm so you can imagine I have to wait another 10 hours to eat or drink while unspeakable delights are being shoved in my face as I’m told to help in the kitchen. *sigh*
For me, saying goodbye to Ramadaan is always bittersweet, no matter how tough the fasting was. Its like I don’t want the month to end, I really don’t. But at the same time, I can’t wait to eat the chocolate and caramel layered mousse cake we’re serving on Eid. And then I feel guilty for wanting to eat the mousse and go back to repenting and lamenting the end of a great month. A vicious cycle I tell ya.
Last night we received confirmation from FC, he will indeed be flying out from Spain or Amsterdam or wherever he is at the moment to join us for Eid. Great news for us even though he’ll only be here for like 2 days. I have to go and pick him up at the airport. I love the airport…buts thats a whole other story for another day.
There were still so many stories I wanted to share. Stories of unsung heroes and extraordinary people living in eras long gone by. But perhaps another time. I’d like to take this opportunity to wish all the Muslims out there blessed Eid Mubarak. May we remember all that we’ve accomplished during this sacred month and strive to better ourselves and our society for the greater good of Mankind.
Also wishing a very happy Navaratri to the Hindus and L’Shanah Tova to the Jews, may your days be blessed too. Christians, don’t worry Christmas is coming :) To everyone, wherever you are in the world and no matter what your beliefs, here’s wishing you peace, love and great food!