Daily Prompt: Memory on the Menu

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Which good memories are better—the recent vivid ones or those that time has covered in a sweet haze?

The memories I treasure  most is when my Dad was alive and I sat in the garden and watched and talked to him.One of my favorite memories are the ones after the end of Ramadan. We got new clothes to wear for the day of Eid-al Fitr, this is the day after Ramadan ends.

My Dad and my older brothers would go to the mosque that day for prayers, after they came back my Dad would take out the money and give to us. I loved it a lot.

Lunch time my Mom would treat us with delicious food, she was a very good cook. In the evening we’d visit our parent’s  friends . This was one day we got to eat a variety of mouth watering food.

The highlight of this day was, we all wore new clothes and wished our parents “Eid Mubarak”( Happy Eid) and then ate sweet vermicelli with milk, it was a dessert cooked by mom, and  served right after the other members of the family came home from the mosque , which is a tradition observed  in all the Muslim families.

This is one vivid memory I’ll always have it will never be covered in a sweet haze. 🙂

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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.

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Daily Prompt: Stranded Posted by Ranu

Bird's-eye view of uncrowded Kaaba, Mecca, Sua...

Bird’s-eye view of uncrowded Kaaba, Mecca, Suadi Arabia in 1910 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Supplicating Pilgrim at Masjid Al Har...

English: Supplicating Pilgrim at Masjid Al Haram. Mecca, Saudi Arabia. Français : Pélerin en prière dans Masjid Al Haram, la mosquée interdite, à La Mecque (Arabie Saoudite). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Every year there are about two and a half million people from all over the world who congregate for pilgrimage.My family and I also went to Makkah for the same reason. One of the requirement is to go around the ka’abah seven times.This was a day when if you are not careful,you can get lost.It happened to me,I was so busy praying and going around I forgot to keep pace with my family.To my amazement I found myself separated from them.I moved around looking for them,I found me in a sea of people,there wasn’t anyone I could ask for help.Every second felt like eternity.

It took me a while to believe,’I am stranded’,I have no money,I don’t know Arabic,I am hungry and worst of all the thought that I  don’t know where I will spend the night,was killing me inside.I couldn’t even weep to feel better.My tears were dry.I kept asking myself, did I really lose my family? I started to walk and reached the front of the mosque,I climbed a few steps and sat down,I had no strength to climb up any more. In the middle of this terrible anxiety I heard my mother’s voice,she was telling me to  pray quietly.I was happy my mother was miraculously telling me what to do. I began to  pray,which I always did when I needed help from the,”Divine”.I prayed and asked God to help me,I was stranded in a foreign city. This is what I said,it is a translation from Arabic into English:

In the name of Allah,the beneficent,the merciful.

“Allah!There is no God save Him,The Alive,The eternal.Neither slumber nor sleep overtaketh Him.Unto Him belongeth whatsoever is in the heavens and whatsoever is in the earth. Who is he that intercedeth with Him save by His leave?He knoweth that which is in front of them and that which is behind them while they encompass nothing of His knowledge save what He will.His throne includeth the heavens and the earth.And He is never weary of preserving them.He is the Sublime, the Tremendous”.

I kept repeating the prayer.My eyes were heavy and I fell asleep where I was sitting. I had a strange dream,someone was asking me, why I was there.The stranger had  a friendly face.It seemed this was what I needed,I broke down and tearfully related my story.Next moment I felt someone’s arms around me. Fear gripped me,I quickly opened my eyes, there before me was   the face of an angel,she assured me I was going to be fine.She was there to help me.Immediately I became aware of the fact,that I asked for ‘Divine’ help through my prayer and God has sent this person to help me.

She took me to her home,while on our way she kept reassuring me I was safe. We used sign language,she didn’t speak English and I couldn’t speak Arabic. Her family received me as if I was one of their own. Amidst all the sign language between us,the lady instantly remembered one of her son’s can speak English.This revelation brought joy to us.The son was brought in and the atmosphere became pleasant,he was the interpreter for me and the family.We exchanged pleasantries for a while,then as promised the lady with my help found my family.My husband was worried and told me how scared he was of losing me.My nightmare finally came to an end.I was grateful to God for His help.I was convinced that If one needs help,prayer is the best source.