365 writing Prompts: Memories of holidays past
What is your favorite holiday? Recount the specific memory or memories that have made that holiday special to you.
My favorite holiday is “Eid al Fitr” (festival of breaking the fast).
The following is a brief history of “Eid al -Fitr”: It comes after a month of fasting known as Ramadan.Ramadan is the ninth month in the Islamic calendar.
Muslims believe that during the month of Ramadan, Allah(God) revealed the first verses of the Holy Qur’an, the holy book of Islam.
Around 610 A.D. a caravan trader named Muhammad went wandering in the desert near Mecca( in today’s Saudi Arabia).While he was meditating one night he heard a voice telling him he was chosen to receive the word of Allah. The voice was that of Angel Gabriel.
In the days that followed Muhammad found himself speaking the verses that would be transcribed as the Qur’an.
Muslims are required to fast during the month of Ramadan, food and drink is not allowed from sunrise to sunset. Fasting serves many purposes, when they are hungry and thirsty they are reminded of the suffering of the poor. It helps to practice self-control, and also helps to cleanse body and mind.
After the end of Ramadan, Muslims celebrate, “Eid al -Fitr” it is one of the two most important Islamic celebrations the other is Hajj or pilgrimage to Mecca.
On the day of ‘Eid al-Fitr’ Muslims dress in their finest clothes, decorate their homes with lights, give treats to the children, and give money to the poor people.They also enjoy visiting their family and friends.
Those who are wealthy give generously to the poor and also make it a point to feed them.
I remember we loved “Eid al Fitr” a lot it was during this time our Dad gave us money after he and our brothers came back from the mosque after the Eid prayer.
We were always excited because mom would buy beautiful fabrics and she’d give it to the tailor who’d sew beautiful clothes for us.
There were delicious foods cooked by mom, which we’d be anxious to eat, we always knew no one could cook better than mom.
It was a tradition in every family to cook dessert with vermicelli,with or without milk, I liked the dry vermicelli, mom fried it with clarified butter, then she added sugar and water for the vermicelli to soften she left it for a couple of minutes on the stove for the liquid to dry. It was afterwards garnished with sliced almonds and pistachios.
We had our meal at noon. Then we’d visit our friends to wish them happy Eid. We couldn’t visit our relatives they lived far away.