Today, the third day of Ramadhan.
The title of my blog 'Langit Ramadhan' is in my language which means 'Ramadhan Sky'. That's how the sky looked like yesterday at 7.20 pm, 4 minutes before breaking fast. The bluish bit of the sky, the cloud and last trace of sunlight .... all composed into one .... become a language of the heart. I felt calm, yet nostalgic. I felt close, yet very far. I felt content, yet lonely.
At this time during Ramadhan, family will get together, food will be served on the table, everybody especially children will be eagerly waiting for the 'Azan (call for prayer) to mark the break of fasting. The head of the family will recite the breaking fast 'Doa and it will followed by a glass of hot/cold drink and 'Tamar (dates). Some will continue with normal meals while some will stop and pray the 'Maghrib (evening prayer) prayer and continue with meal after the prayer.
I guess, I must be lonely and missing breaking fast with my family and loved ones. I hope the day will come where I will have small family of my own to break fast. When that day arrived, it will be the most meaningful Ramadhan in my life. Until then, I'll wait.
