The Eid Chronicle

The six-hour sleep had resulted in myself feeling blissfully refreshed once my eyes began to observe the light that was coming in through the window and filtered by the black-and-white checked curtains. It was Eid al-Fitr and I gratefully greeted myself with the mandatory Syawal greeting – Happy Eid Mubarak – while my face was still in the just-wake-up mode. Continue reading

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Dome Of Islam

The dome was magnificently painted with the most luxurious colour – gold. The sunlight had made the dome astonishingly glittered like genuine crystals. Decorating the dome, was the enormous sky with white-coloured cotton candy floating everywhere. Tourists got thrilled to the spectacular scenery of the mosque. Their cameras were always releasing its shutter, doing its major job to capture every moment spent. A soothing and marvellous Azan could then be heard, indicating the time for Zuhr prayer. Muslim people could be seen walking from the main gate of the mosque. Others were putting off their shoes and sandals, and were then entering it calmly. Continue reading