Ramadan Kareem

Now we're in Ramadan and it felt normal at the beginning. I didn't feel feel any change from the days before (in this post I'm talking from a cultural point of view not a religious point of view). Until last night. I was alone at home and the boys were out somewhere. Suddenly, a strong and huge wave of various emotions hit me and I didn't know what to feel. I remembered all what I am missing this month back home. Ramadan in Makkah. That's a wish of a lifetime for more than a 1.6 billion people around the globe and I, out of stupidity, chose to miss it by coming here to Nottingham. It's not that I regret coming here, but I wish that I could spend a few days in Makkah during Ramadan.

The month of Ramadan here appears like any other month. But in Makkah the whole city changes, crime rates fall and a magical, beautiful, peaceful atmosphere is felt. During the day, I usually stay at home with my family either watching them running around preparing for the BREAKFAST which is usually around 6 pm in the evening, or playing with my two little nephews. If my father was in a good mood, I try to get to him in his study and bring up something in order to discuss/learn from my father whom I consider my mentor. I owe my father everything I've became. He made me aware and conscious about what's happening in the world and he has also built a strong foundation of knowledge. My mother on the other hand, helped me academically made me become one of few students with the highest marks in my year of graduation from high school and one of few students who make it to the prince of Makkah's court and take place in many important events. Sorry I've gone too far with this, but anyways, that's pretty much what happens during the day.

In the evening after we've had breakfast, I would take my car and start wandering around the city. Probably I'd stop by one of those places that exist only in Ramadan and have a liver sandwich..mmm. Or maybe drink some Subia..mmmmmmm. The city looks really colorful at night and everybody's started getting out of there houses after they've had breakfast. I'd probably hang out with some friends or with my cousins or one of my cool uncles and aunt.

But unfortunately I can't go back now, not yet. One month to go. Can't wait. I miss my car the most. *sigh*

while surfing the web today, I found this... !! I don't know what to call it; is it a song, a short clip or ..? Anyhow, it's about Ramadan and it's done by one of my favorite artists. I wanted to share it with you and I hope you enjoy it and "Rmadan kareem" ^_^

Oh by the way, I have a "Ramadan Quiz" for you. What is the name of the second oldest university in the world after the University of Al-Karaouine in Morocco and it is still working and granting degrees until today?

Hint: It started in the year 970 and a side of its building is in the background of the video below.