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Me and my mom got talking about the good old days when Ramzan was celebrated lavishly, of course i was way too young to remember it all, but i could see through my mothers eyes. All the neighbors and relatives, gathered together to break the fast, and everyone, including my ex-Hindu mom fasted the whole month, except my grandmother, she was a diabetic. In evening, the smell of all that rich and oily food would take over the whole house, food was prepared and relatives would actually come and help(willingly)!
Finally, when we hear the faint sound of aazan everyone will rush to take their places and start the feast (the first ones to run to take their place on the table were usually the kids who did not fast, that includes me). More people will keep visiting with halva or other traditional delicacies and in return we would pack some food for them to take home. The whole month was not a great time for the 'health conscious', there will always be this one woman who constantly reminds how 'fat' she is getting because of eating all the heavy food, while she stuffs her face a little more.
Today my father calls me when the he hears the aazan and me(when i'm in Port Blair), my mother and my sister(if she is in Port Blair) would sit together to break the fast with him, he is the only one left who fasts in our family. Sometimes few really close relatives would send halva but they won't stop to break the fast. The idea hiring a cook to send out biryani just sounds absurd to me but I actually respect my aunt and uncle, they try their best.
People still visit on Eid, only that relatives and neighbors are now replaces by colleagues and bosses.
Do i really care? Not really, i don't even know my cousins, i live in a different country now and i never followed Islam, but all that closeness-smoshness between people was nice. It's the only thing i like about religion, sometimes it brings people together, especially when good food is involved.
awww....nostalgic!!!
ReplyDeleteyea...god old times :)
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