Today will be an interesting day. I didn't wake up for sahur; i opened my eyes at 6.15am, and thought, "Oh crap." My normally-dependable Nokia alarm had failed me. Shucks.
I reckon i must be the most anti-social person i know during the month of Ramadhan. Have received a number of invitations from friends to iftar, but i've turned them all down in favour of a quiet meal at home followed by tarawih prayers, or if i'm too tired after a long day, a lazy couple hours in front of the tv with a favoured cigar before turning in.
In my mind's eye, i can hear myself telling me that the fasting month is more than just about fasting, good deeds and religion. Its also an opportunity to catch up with old pals, some of whom i've not seen in ages. Ramadhan is the perfect excuse to get together; to enjoy the end of the day together, eating a wonderful meal (all meals taste good when you're hungry, i've discovered), making much-missed conversation. Such excuses to do this don't come around often in the otherwise busy hustle bustle of our normal lives.
So why haven't i said yes to anybody yet? I think its just me, and how i practice ramadhan. Anti-social? Maybe, but that's ok too.
