A Thought - A Wish
It comes every year, a chance to show that we are human, durable and willing to be subjected to rules and regulations, and believing in rewards and punishments.
I ask myself whether I am starting to do what I am doing today because I am a Muslim, full stop. But I wonder what goes behind this yearly ritual. It cannot simply be the need to understand hunger and to appreciate poverty.
When I was a child I was told that if you are lucky you will bump into the elusive Lailatul Qadr somewhere in the dark of the night towards the end of the holy month. There is a subtle message somewhere.
This is just a thought and I wish my Muslim readers a fruitful month of Ramadhan, and wish that this may not be our last.
Berkhidmat kerana Tuhan untuk kemanusiaan