A beautiful week a beautiful life...

It is the weekend again folks and it has been more than a week of Ramadan, the month Muslim fast during the day. The weather has been helpful in that it rain off and on and kept the temperature down. As usual during this month, the Ramadan Market has sprung up everywhere like mushroom after a rainy night, where one could get varieties of foods and drinks for the Buka Puasa [Iftar]. Personally I do not subscribe to this festival of food during the Ramadan. For me one should not be talking about eating especially been tempted to buy foods when one is hungry. So I do not go to these markets except when I do really need to buy some small items for the Iftar. Otherwise our family break the fast in our own simple way; just by consuming ordinary food like we do everyday of our lives, except that during the Ramadan we often eat much less.

To me fasting during the month Ramadan is a state of mind. It is not about not eating or drinking during the day. It is about self discipline of oneself in going through a changing ritual of living style. That first drink and that first mouthful of food at Iftar made you appreciate more than ever the true meaning of having a drink and eating. Every Iftar became a joyous moment indeed. At the same time enjoying the change in our eating habit; instead of eating during the day, we now enjoy our food during the night. In a way it is good for the physical body; our system get to rest during the day for one month. A sort of a detoxification of the system; preparing to go on working again doing the normal ritual for the next eleven months. Fasting is also an excise of the spiritual side of our being. It is the combination of both the physical and spiritual aspect of our being that fasting could be carried out with ease, every time. The experience of Ramadan would made oneself appreciate living more than ever. Life is indeed beautiful.

About is a scene in our litter garden; a beauty by itself, enhancing our quality of living. Have a nice day.