During Ramadan, I spent a lot of time at the Mosque, especially in the last 10 days. It was my haven, and I loved every minute of being there. I felt an eman rush and I constantly felt like I was on the spiritual high. When the Imam recited Quran in tarawih, tears would flow down my eyes, and I felt like Allah was talking to me, directly to me. It was an amazing feeling and I felt no one could bring me down again. Yet sadly when Ramadan ended, and a couple of weeks later when I got back into my usual routine, things just sort of started fading. That eman rush feeling just wasn't strong enough and the atmosphere at the mosque had changed too. I remember walking into the mosque a week later for salah and it was empty! And a week before that it had been packed. It was then I realised that I would really miss Ramadan, and I thought to myself, why can't it be Ramadan every day? But I also know the nature of us human beings, the novelty would wear off on us. Yesterday I visited the mosque, again I was the only one there, but I somehow enjoyed it. It was quiet, and it gave me a chance to reflect. I even picked up the same Quran that I read from in Ramadan, and the Quran felt special because it had been through my Ramadan with me. How I just miss those days. Don't you?
2 comments:
That sounds so special. Your post reminded me of something! One time I walked into our masjid and it was completely empty... until I noticed that a young man was sitting in the brothers section reading Quran in such a soft voice... and silently crying.
I felt like I had walked into something so personal. And my point is that full masjids are nice but sometimes empty ones are too!
Muslim Girl:
Thanks for that. As you pointed out, that sometimes being alone at the mosque, is nice. It gives one time and solitude to reflect. I think I should focus on that when I go, instead of missing the buzz of ramadhan. But I will still miss the buzz :)
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