Every year as difficult as the fasts are, the questions are
worse. So before I go on let me just stop here and say "No, not even
water".
There's a week left until Ramadan begins. The prayer
timetable arrived the other day and it was only today that I glanced at it. There
are five prayers a day. but I'll be honest the two that I am interested in
signal the
closing and breaking of the fast and seeing as I'm being brutally honest my heart sank a little when I
saw that the first fast racks up at a whopping 19 hours. Killer.
But still we persevere. Right?
Every year the prayer timetable becomes even more commercial
as local businesses pay top dollar for a prime bit of ad space. Without fail
the local halal chippy succeeds every year and how a chippy gains the status of
halal is still beyond me.
Digressing.
Ramadan is a month of sacrifice.
July is the month that the final film in Christopher Nolan's
brilliant Batman trilogy is released.
Hmm.
Working out times for the IMAX showings are proving to be
tricky and as a friend pointed out generally frowned upon by my religion.
BUT I REALLY WANNA SEE IT.
I threw my toys out the pram.
Metaphorically, mind.
"It's costing us the summers of our youth!" I cried
in dramatic fashion. As if Batman and Revolution still wouldn't be there in 30
days time. My cousin (who shall remain nameless) was dealing with a lot less of
the internal conflict. Or as I like to call it Muslim guilt. See Drumsticks or
any gelatine based sweet for more info.
"Don't worry you about me" he said "I'll be
fine"
So I was cast adrift by my own family. I'm being dramatic
again.
I suppose as I've got older and have more responsibilities
(and the fasts have come longer- see above - 19 hours) my approach to Ramadan
has altered but at its heart it's the month
where your life should be put in perspective as you realise how blessed you
are. And a after a month of doing it you do feel different.
So I'll persevere Batman or no Batman.
Sleep or no sleep.
And most importantly food or no food.
theguyinthebowtie
