last days
Yesterday marks the last day of my marking exam scripts for this semester. Actually it was Monday. But some people just can't do their job properly you have to help out. And as I'm writing this, there are still a few problems with the exam scripts. Well, whatever. I'm just a part timer so stop bugging me. It's a tough job being smart. Anyway, my routine for the last few days (a week and some, to be exact);
sahur - sleep - mark exam scripts - break fast - tarawih - mark exam scripts OR talk crap OR watch Champions League football (OR any combination of the three :p)
I'm glad that it's all over. The marking part I mean.
Yesterday was also the last day I'm breaking fast at the TNB masjid for this year. Year in, year out, the masjid (or rather, the people behind it) have been very kind and generous to cheapskates like me. Let me tell you a little about what breaking fast at the TNB masjid is like; food are placed in a way to suggest people sit in groups of four (that is, each 'groups of food' have four empty plates to accomodate four people) and everyone sits and eats on the floor which is cool because everybody gets to be equal to everyone else.
Anyway, on my first day there (this year), there were lots of people and apparently not enough 'groups of food'. I wasn't in such groups, so I asked for an empty plate and kind of 'barged in' into one. Simply said, the group I was in have five people in it and food for four, supposedly. But none in the group complained, and at the end of the meal, the others even invited me for seconds, which I declined. Then and there, I think, the spirit of Ramadhan is captured. The spirit of extending your hands and being generous towards others, especially the unfortunate and poor ones (and the cheapskates, perhaps). My cheapskateness aside, with all the Ramadhan buffets and expensive a-la-carte breaking fast sessions, the ones I had at the TNB masjid were still the best breaking fast sessions I ever had, for the simple fact that they also offer food for the heart and mind.
It feels rather sad, then, to realise that yesterday was the last for this year that I'm going to experience such an experience.
..it was a Wednesday of mixed emotions I guess.
sahur - sleep - mark exam scripts - break fast - tarawih - mark exam scripts OR talk crap OR watch Champions League football (OR any combination of the three :p)
I'm glad that it's all over. The marking part I mean.
Yesterday was also the last day I'm breaking fast at the TNB masjid for this year. Year in, year out, the masjid (or rather, the people behind it) have been very kind and generous to cheapskates like me. Let me tell you a little about what breaking fast at the TNB masjid is like; food are placed in a way to suggest people sit in groups of four (that is, each 'groups of food' have four empty plates to accomodate four people) and everyone sits and eats on the floor which is cool because everybody gets to be equal to everyone else.
Anyway, on my first day there (this year), there were lots of people and apparently not enough 'groups of food'. I wasn't in such groups, so I asked for an empty plate and kind of 'barged in' into one. Simply said, the group I was in have five people in it and food for four, supposedly. But none in the group complained, and at the end of the meal, the others even invited me for seconds, which I declined. Then and there, I think, the spirit of Ramadhan is captured. The spirit of extending your hands and being generous towards others, especially the unfortunate and poor ones (and the cheapskates, perhaps). My cheapskateness aside, with all the Ramadhan buffets and expensive a-la-carte breaking fast sessions, the ones I had at the TNB masjid were still the best breaking fast sessions I ever had, for the simple fact that they also offer food for the heart and mind.
It feels rather sad, then, to realise that yesterday was the last for this year that I'm going to experience such an experience.
..it was a Wednesday of mixed emotions I guess.
posted by Jibam at
4:10 PM
4 Comments:
lately, i've had my fair share of breaking fast at the suraus and masjids. what i noticed is (dunno bout KL la), is that they have the best lauk and the best ramadhan spirit in the kampungs compared to those in the urban housing areas. kat kawasan perumahan series terasa kosong, lauk pun catering..apehal. that aside, breaking fast at these holy places brings a whole different experience altogther
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The Narrator, at 7:56 AM
it's sad when something so good is not spread evenly,isn't it?(as in;the spirit of Ramadhan)
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Anonymous, at 10:45 PM
deyyy..selamat hari raya..mehla dtg umah aku...eh..umah ko mana?boleh aku dtg..ehehehe
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Anonymous, at 1:27 PM
dey!!umah aku kat batu pahat.kalau ko sampai batu pahat dtg a.selamat hari raya
oh and welcome to the blog :)
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