HOT FASTS OF RAMZAN ARE GOING TO AN END
‘The sun is
blistering outside. Ramzan is too hot this year. Look at my condition, just in 5 minutes,’ Murtaza entered
the lounge while wiping his sweat. Murtaza was his cousin who lived next doors.
‘The Eid prayer will
be offered at 06 30 am. It has been announced,’
‘It’s too early,’
‘But it’ll too
blistering after that, its June, my dear’ Murtaza third time looked at the
clock.
‘Aaa… 16 hour long,
warm fasts of June are going to end today and slightly fasts will go on shorter. I’m excited for upcoming Eid Ul Fitr
festivity but I really miss this month,’ he continued.
‘Umm… It looks the
time has stopped today. Still 4 hours are left. You know my mother is
busy in her parlor 24 hours a day for last three days. It looks at ritual for
women to get ready from parlors at Eid Ul Fitr. All women seemed to rush at
parlors today,’ Murtaza peeped at the sliding face book posts on Hassan’s
monitor and told him about light blue cotton Eid dress and leather chapal,
which he specially bought for first day of Eid Ul Fitr.
SALOONS FOR BOYS Eid
PREPARATIONS
‘Aunt is making money,
bro. I have also got new gel for my hairstyle. You’ll be stunt at my looks
tomorrow,’ Hassan got up and showed him a bottle.
‘There should be
saloons with attractive packages for boys too to get ready at Eid. AW…mama and
Zeemal aapi were also planning to visit parlor for mehndi tonight,’ Hassan
continued.
‘Why you want to get
ready from saloon. Is it your walima? It’s
hard to laugh while fasting, pl holds up Hassan,’ Muratza couldn’t control his cackles.
‘just shut up! its Eid Ul Fitr, the
most awaited and joyful festival of the year. It’s a gift and a gesture of love
from almighty Allah after our long, hot, thirsty and harsh fasts. Everyone has
the right to enjoy it with its own style and choice,’
‘Ok, dude…show me your gel,’
‘Ooo… Umer was asking for football match if moon would be sighted today. I’m excited for a thriving chaand
raat,’ Murtaza changed the topic.
THE GIRLS AT TENSION ON CHAAND RAAT
‘Zeemal aapi, mama has left a list of advisories for you while leaving
for market. First of all take out my Eid dress to get iron and then go to
kitchen,’ Hassan looked at his snoozed sister.
‘I just got up to offer my prayer
and have you told mama to get my duppata from dyer. Why didn’t she take me with
her? I have to change my sandals,’ she started screaming suddenly.
‘I just ask her for my sun glasses
and a new watch. I knew nothing about your stuff. Oh, I totally forget about
prayer,’ Hassan left the computer chair in hurry.
‘I’m not going to wear anything
or celebrate Eid tomorrow if I don’t get my sandals,’ Zeemal stepped her feet
and went to room again.
‘I’m going to put Mehndi for Eid as
it’ll be over crowded at night,’ Zeemal came out the room after a while
and went to Murtaza’s mother parlor at neighbor.
‘Listen what about the iftar and
cake…,’ Hassan called her from back.
'Call mama to bring something from
market,'
‘I’m not going to celebrate if I
don’t get my matching
sandals and see how she is leaving for mehndi. These are just excuses of girls to
left some shopping for chaand raat intentionally,’ Hassan murmured and went to
washroom for wazoo. His cousin Murtaza now was busy playing game on computer.
‘Hi, boys, advance Eid Mubarak,’ their time
traveler friend Zaka was present in their room. He was dressed in a charming
shalwar qameez.
‘Eid Mubarak to you too, great to
see you,’ they both jumped in triumph.
‘You seemed to celebrate Eid one day
before in 24th century,’ Murtaza looked at his preparations and felt
zeal of Eid on his face.
‘It’s just because of time
difference. I’m two centuries ahead that’s why its 2nd day of
our Eid,’ Zaka set his artificial glittered hair style.
‘Thanks god, you came in there. We
were fretful to kill the time till Iftar,’ Hassan took his prayer cap.
‘What?
This time is not to kill but to earn the blessings of Allah for the whole year.
These last moments before Iftar are very precious to plea and prayer. Allah has
promised to listen all of our prayers at this time, so don’t let it fritter
away’ Zaka seemed gloomy on his note.
‘Sorry, I didn’t mean it. Actually
it’s too hot today. Roza lag rha hai,’ Hassan explained.
‘Don’t you happy that we’re blessed to enjoy our most
cheerful festival in all seasons throughout our age,’
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| KIDS ARE PRAYING BEFORE IFTAR |
‘Off course, I’m excited to fast in
winters when we’ll grow old. How it’ll experience to have just 12 hours long
fasts,’ Hassan drowned in thoughts.
‘Then you’ll miss these awaken,
enlighten, immaculate nights,’ Zaka smiled and left.
Mom reached in home just seconds
before the siren of iftar and settled down the iftar items which she brought
from market. She was in very good mood because of getting her new suit stitched
in time. Zeemal shut herself in room in protest to buy new sandles. Dad was
back with Eid grocery. The last iftar passed in hustle bustle when it was time
to glue at TV to sight the moon instead of going on roofs.
The moon was sighted and they all
greeted each other. It was night of joy and ecstasy. No one wanted to continue
in bad mood. Zeemal aapi left with Baba to buy her sandals. Hassan left to his
cousin Murtaza’s house to show him his new glasses and watch and mom got busy
with Eid preparations. Another blessed month was ended after showering its
spiritual blessings for whole life ahead.
A TIME TRAVEL BACK TO
MUGHAL'S AT 1857
‘And later…are we going to another time expedition? Where?
How?’ they both jumped with triumph.
'Have you again found some saved videos
from past in space pockets by breaching asteroid belt,'
‘Well...Yes, but It’s
a surprise. Your time travel trip will be neither too far in time nor in place.
Umer, Wania and Shireen will also join up you there,’ Zaka disappeared while
they came outside.
They were enjoying appetizing
and pleasurable Iftar atAlishan planet with Zaka, when a star or a meteoroid broke the
asteroid belt and they entered the space time pockets to a time travel trip to
Mughal Empire.
Hassan found him as Prince Jawan
Bakhat, Murtaza as Sir Syed Ahmed Khan, Wania as Mughal princess, Umer as
freedom fighter of 1857 and Shireen as an arrogant daughter of General Nickloson.....
THE END
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