I,m writing after a gap of so many days,problem was to express in hindi, finally settled on English,I'd,not know, is there any body going to read my blog?No matter. I want to express ,what is in my mind, Now I,m 67,exit date is approaching,this type of thought are but natural,I,m Muslim by birth lived as Muslim for namesake in my village and in my home no one was practising it seriously, just twice in a year we use to remind ourselves as Muslim,Ramadan and Bakr Eid These events become memorable for life time, because we use to get Two pairs of New clothes,that too with waiting and waiting,our tailor never finish its stitching before last minute to Eid Namaaz. Early in the morning all we so called Muslim villagers gather at common place of village, The scheduled Maang community use to blow the trumpet of Eid, It was their so called BALUTAA to play primitive orchestra on every Eid, weddings . Then the procession move playing drums and trumpeting beegules, so colourful, whole atmosphere use to get filled with joy,every body putting new clothing,enchanting films song on village orchestra, thus we Get out of village to a open place called Eidgaah, we all seat in row putting our own chadder, then the one and only Maulvisaab, we use to call as Moliseeb, start Khutba,a then the Namaaz, some of the people from surrounding villege, whom don't have the facility, use to come running for Eid Namaaz, Molisaab recites Namaaz in Arabic we use to do OOTHAK BAITHAK, as most, no one knows the meaning of this kawayat . As soon the ritual finish Maang Orchestra blow the trumpet beat the drums ,then ask their right to Eddy or balut whatever ,we return to home Hugg all family member, eat Sheer karma, so was I a Muslim
Seriously took it when I, travelled to SaudiArabia for job at the age of 32, I reached at the Middle of Ramadan , that too at the heart of Islamic city MEDINA Al MUNAWWARA . There I saw every body was charged and electrified with fundamentally religious fever,It was so difficulte to accommodate myself in that atmosphere, I never learned to read Quraan,not knowing to recite any verse, NEVER, had Fasting of Ramadan, now by circumstance, compelled to Fasting,as non of foodvenders or hotels were open in day time.I was feeling so guilty, I was odd in that homogenous religeous society,
Seriously took it when I, travelled to SaudiArabia for job at the age of 32, I reached at the Middle of Ramadan , that too at the heart of Islamic city MEDINA Al MUNAWWARA . There I saw every body was charged and electrified with fundamentally religious fever,It was so difficulte to accommodate myself in that atmosphere, I never learned to read Quraan,not knowing to recite any verse, NEVER, had Fasting of Ramadan, now by circumstance, compelled to Fasting,as non of foodvenders or hotels were open in day time.I was feeling so guilty, I was odd in that homogenous religeous society,
IT was middle of may1984,very hot summer may be above50c never exeperienced at my native place
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