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This isn't a religious post. It is just something I'd like to
share because I believe every positive post
My dad stays in a shared room. Every year on the month of
This isn't a religious post. It is just something I'd like to share because I believe every positive post counts.
My dad stays in a shared room. Every year on the month of Ramadan, they get food from an unknown person, who they call "Ramadan ka farishta' (Angel of Ramadan). Without fail, the food is delivered during the time of sunset which is shared among the people living in that house space.
Who was this stranger? Does he have a name? Religion? Which country is he from? Was the food from a woman? Does it really matter? Isn't it just great to know someone out there is spreading happiness through this little gesture?
The fasts that I've observed till now for this year is a result of many such gestures of the people I'm surrounded with.
Waking up early isn't my cup of tea. I'm more of a night person. I've tried staying up till sunrise but that doesn't seem to be practical. That's exactly where Angel #1 and #2 come into picture. One is a colleague, more like a younger brother I never had, who calls everyday to check if I've woken up and eaten. The other is my room mate who reminds me of home. She has a special responsibility of waking me up thrice 'coz obviously the first two attempts go in vain. She is my partner for making the 'almost round' thick chapatis for the morning too. If it wasn't for her, I'd just end up eating bread everyday for 'sehri'.My parents who usually worry about how I'd get through Ramadan are relaxed now because they know I'm surrounded with the right people.
My time in office goes pretty well too. That's where the rest of the 'farishtey' are.
Angel #3 Our boss. He has never stopped us from keeping some time in between work for our prayers. Sometimes it so happens that he reminds me of my prayer mat. We don't share the same belief but humanity doesn't really belong to a particular belief, does it? Most of the times he sponsors for the snacks for the ifthar which angel #4 gets to office on time.
And the rest of them wait for sunset along with us though they'd want to eat that hot chicken samosa or shawarma as eagerly as we do.
Each of these people play an important role in my life and whatever good they do won't be forgotten. When I get a chance, I'll share it with someone. Someone who'd take it forward...