Competed Against Each Others
(As Jihadists Who Faught Against Lust)
It was really challenging during the fasting
month. Anyway, my friends and I competed against each others. Not to miss even
a day, meant “gerot nian” for a small boy. Full fasting was a success Then. By
then we would be in the list of honours, as jihadists who faught against lust.
However, during the day I had to undergo the challenge of the senses. The
mouth, the ears and the eyes had been indoctrinated for fasting. That’s not to
see, to hear or to say anything bad. So I had to fight against my thirst and
hunger by all means. Yet there was nothing I could do. The first week of
fasting month, the days seemed to be moving too slowly. The more I looked at
the clock the more I felt time moving backward. Sometimes hunger made me
dreaming about food delights.
Just imagine,
how every day we looked at the kitchen as if there was food on the table
and as if the appetizing aroma came from every corner.
Especially when looking at Junas’s coffe shop,
so tempting. So it was true that fasting was an all-out fight against appetite.
It felt like a real challenge to suppress our appetite. That's why breaking the
fast was a moment that has long been waiting.
My appetite was suddenly increased significantly as if I could finish three plates of rice and 5
glasses of syrup. However, how fortunate
the boys of today are. Nowadays our kids have a lot of gameplays from
handphones and series of entertainments from TV. Just to distract them from
feeling hungry and thirsty. So time passes without them realizing it.
Anyway the scenario turned lively at night,
together with the sound of bamboo cannon
from various corners of the village. That night was actually the highlight
of the day. Houses were decorated with kerosene
lamps from unused cans milk. Some were quite creative to make bamboo
lamps in various forms. Here and there children of my age celebrated the night, playing car lamps made from bamboo. We
enjoyed the night as far as Kampung Ulu. In the meanwhile, the girls played
candles to join the celebration. As for the old folks, they usually gathered at
Junas's Coffee Shop after terawih
prayer. Chatting over cups of coffee
before listening to Musabaqah Al Quran from the radio.
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