Au Revoir, Ramadan.

When it was the eve of Syawal, my late

grandmother would often sit at the

verandah, looking into the dark of the

horizon.

 

I was later told she kind of 'waved goodbye'

to Ramadan. With a sad feeling, of course.

 

With aged persons, it is probably the 

feeling of uncertainty of whether they'd

make it to the next Ramadan. 

 

Back then I only enjoyed Syawal. Now

not so. I prefer the month-long appreciation

that is known throughout the world.

 

It's gotten more and more challenging to

actually execute 'soum' here. Not that

it's easy to fast in KL.

 

*Mengantuk*

Letih, dol.