The
heat is on! Once a year a dramatic change occurs in the Muslim
community. Once a year Icky baby and the Sams becomes Iqbal and
Sameera. Off come the baggy jeans, the Nike 180's and the Raiders
cap. On come the yellow Shalwar Kameez (clothes most Pakistanis
wear), the bryl-creamed hairstyle which glues on that terribly
uncool Towpee(cap) and in comes the miswak (used to clean teeth)
in the top pocket, making you look like something from "Karachi
cops".
It's
during this HOLY month of Ramadan that we ditch the daytime raves
and the frequent visit to the library (and we don't mean for the
reference section!!!) and begin to act it out. Icky baby becomes
temporarily religious.
It's
a sort of spooky feeling. The Mosques are full and you feel good.
Good cos' you've done your bit for the year. One by one you scratch
the days from your Ramadan timetable that your dad brought back
from the Mosque and then thank crunchie, it's Eid.
Eid
Mubarak!
The
Mosques again become museums for the old and for those deprived
"ACHE BACHE" (good babies). The crease-free shalwar kameez comes
off and on come the baggy jeans, whilst the libraries reopen for
"business as usual". Just 11 more months of "freedom" to go before
the smelly breath season comes back with a vengeance.
Year
after year it goes on, almost as a ritual. You know it's rough.
Yet Allah(swt) is Al-Rahman and Al-Raheem as we are told by our
parents (who probably also have gone through this). And anyway
religion is for the old men in the mosques with smelly breaths,
and beards that sweep the floor everytime they walk from one end
of the mosque to the other.
Religion
is for those "fundies" (fundamentalists) at school/college, the
"weirdoes" who only talk to the opposite sex about the benefits
of the Khilafah ruling system or the fallacies of Western ideology
such as Capitalism and Marxist Philosophy.(try saying that in
one breath!).