
15/04/2021
One pillar of Islam that my mum strictly adhered to was the difficult but humbling act of fasting. Unfortunately, at the point that it became obligatory for me to fulfil this religious duty, the lunar Islamic calendar was displaying summer, and in my long-ago youth, summers really were summers. Gloriously long, hot days tasted delicious during the school holidays. Each drop of sunshine was absorbed with full appreciation of its ability to put smiles on people’s faces – except when they were hungry: tired, lethargic, thirsty and hungry. Depriving the body of its essential requirements from sunrise to sunset is a cruel experience, especially when that body is a mere twelve years old.
One pillar of Islam that my mum strictly adhered to was the difficult but humbling act of fasting. Unfortunately, at the point that it became obligatory for me to fulfil this religious duty, the lunar Islamic calendar was displaying summer,...