WHY I
LOVE RAMADHAN
By: Lubnah Abdulhalim
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There is so
much in Ramadhan that I love. Apart from God’s grace, mercy and blessings there
is much more spiritual uplifting that automatically comes with the month. Maybe
it is because this is the time that Satan is locked away from human reach or
maybe that people decide to focus on straightening themselves in this month.
But definitely what I love most is the change!
It is in
Ramadhan that the boy, who doesn’t pray, prays. The girl who yells at her
mother, watches her mouth a bit. The man who stays all night at maskani eating
all the illegalities and drinks, comes back home early to his family. The woman
who is always gossiping around and spying on people’s lives is settled in her
home. The person who is always abusing and vulgar in their talk, learns to
speak kind words instead. The meanest of them all, gives charity willingly. The
one who commits adultery on normal occasions, controls himself/herself. The
lady who is always in full time shouting make up and cologne walking aimlessly
in the street with hair exposed in styles, is now as natural as ever without a
scent from her and fully covered. The boy who is a thief restrains from it. The
person who doesn’t even remember when last they read the quran, is now yearning
to complete it several times. The prostitute is out of the roads. The liar is
now encouraging others to speak the truth. The ones who never steps in the
masjid to pray jama’a is now going there many a times and even praying the
sunnah prayers. The masjids are now over loaded past the entries. The hard
hearted ones are now forgiving each other and so much more. Glory be to God for
the wonderful twist but then the question here comes, isn’t the Lord of
Ramadhan, the same God you run away in all the other eleven months in the year?
This may be
termed as temporary hypocrisy by some but I will call it the chance of a
lifetime that such a Muslim is wasting. It may be wrong for anyone to change
just for the one month, clear his sins account with God in this month and just
by the coming of Eid, one is back to their old ways in full force. But maybe we
should be more encouraging to them and to each other. Maybe the religious
leaders and imams shouldn’t just concentrate on criticizing them but instead
give them moral that they are doing great work and should continue on the same
spirit. Tell the lady that she is more beautiful as natural as she is, fully
covered. Tell the abusive lad that the kind words suit his tongue more. Tell
the man he looks happier going home early to spend time with his family. Tell
the prostitute she looks gorgeous as she is at the time…tell them so that one
day one time after Ramadhan, they might remember the sweetness of Ramadhan and
decide to change for good.
We might never
live to see the chances Ramadhan gives us ever again. That is why I love
Ramadhan and that is why I wish all year was Ramadhan!
