SELAMAT HARI RAYA!
I was EXTREMELY lucky to arrive in Malaysia just at the beginning of Eid. I arrived on Friday afternoon, and all the festivities were kicking off on Saturday. I managed to weasel my way into joining Csilli in full day excursion to visit Fadli and his family. And when I say family, I MEAN FAMILY! WOWWWWW! In about 1/2 a day I met more of his family (must have been over 80 people) than I have met of my family in MY ENTIRE LIFE.
Really beautiful. We literally just drove to another family's home, shook hands with every one at the home, were fed amazing food, and then were off to the next home! And at one home we had EGYPTIAN DATES! (They are great, and now I understand your explanation, Tamer. :)) We were ESPECIALLY lucky to end off the day at Fadli's home. (See picture below!!) His mother is pretty much KNOWN to be the best cook in the area... enough said. :) And we ended off this day of generosity and love, with his family giving my and Csilli gifts! We were shocked!!! Words can't describe how special the entire day is... and, mind you, HOW EXHAUSTING. Wow. Hahahahaha... when Csilli and I got home her roommates asked about our day, and we described how amazing and tiring it was. They were like, "wow, yeah, you ate all day. Tough day you had..." But seriously, everyone who has "survived" a Raya celebration has agreed, its HARD WORK!!!! :D
I guess I'll also add, as a belated "blogging Ramadan" post, but... not on that blog... but here... or something: I'm really grateful to be experiencing Islam first hand here in Malaysia and also in the Netherlands. As a non-practicing Catholic, religion is.... scary. In the context of the Catholics in my city when I grew up I always felt like there are so many rights and wrongs that I get nervous when I'm around religion firsthand. I always felt like I sneezed at the wrong time I would go to hell. Yeah. I was so nervous for my first sahur with Tamer, Sami, Anisha, and Ahmet... my foggy Catholic mind was like... urm... shall I drink the soup first... does someone drink it first... does it matter if I finish it first... ahhhhh! Yes, its true, I'm a boob. WOOOOOP. Live and learn...
