Alhamdulillah today is the last day of the Holy month of Ramadan. It pains me to see it go, but all good things must come to an end, and if it’s true that “with hardship comes ease” (and we know that it is!, the converse is also true: with ease comes hardship.
During Ramadan, the gates of Heaven are opened, and the devils are chained, their whispers quieted. Once they’re freed, they’ll be back with a vengeance, calling us to all the wrong things, trying to pull or pry us away from worshiping God.
May Allah keep us steadfast, and may we stay reminded of His Judgment and His Mercy.
Tomorrow is Eid Al Fitr, one of the two major Muslim holidays. It is a celebration of the end of Ramadan, a sort of send-off if you will, and a reminder of the blessings and freedom Allah has given us.
One of the major parts of Eid is going out to visit neighbors and friends, of rekindling bonds and forging new ones.
In that spirit, while my darling wife was busy cooking a wide variety of fried sweets and savories, fresh yoghurt, and other traditional Bengali foods, I whipped up a batch of Granddad’s #1 Chex Mix.
Al Andalus won’t know what hit it InshaAllah.