I love seeing people gather around a roadside stall when the sun is about to go down in Ramadhan month. It has always been my favourite time. Like, it is the moment that I am gonna miss the most when the month has passed. I love seeing people stop by, choosing what they'd like to have for their fast-breaking, heading somewhere again, and that moment happens ever afternoon even after the sky went dark. I always imagine the ones whom they bought those foods for. I imagine how happy it makes them—to have something to eat afterall. Maybe it is for their family, their friends, or the ones they never even talked to. Whoever they are, I always imagine their happy faces because it is something that made for good—pretty much something that connects relationship altogether.
The feeling of not seeing my friends for quiet a while always got me nervous. I can't wait to get to see them, and Ramadhan has always been the right time to make up some plan. Of course, we don't wait until Ramadhan to make time right. But it is just a perfect moment that no other months can bring the atmosphere ever again.
It feels good to be around friends after a long break of minding each ones' business. There will be a lot to talk about, and much time to spend by laughing over silly random things. I remember the moments back in college years. I used to spend time with my friends until past midnight in a minimarket cafetaria. We just talk, laugh until we all are so crack up, with silence that occasionally comes in between. It is funny how far we've become right now from that decade. We are so busy pretending to be busy. Hahahaha.
There are so much good things that Ramadhan brings that I wish it comes twice annually.
