Alive










"Some make it a conviction,
to change it all in one day.
But when it comes down to it
they can't do much anyway..."

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(Magbazar rail-crossing)


Dearest,
Very few people pray at night. There were hardly 120 people at the National Masjid last night, as we sought salvation on the Night of Power.
It's interesting, because Dad and I got the same feeling that the Night of Power would be last night. I came home after Tarawi prayer and he suddenly says, "আজকে শব-এ-কদ্ র হবে।"
I told him,"Yeah! I feel it too..."

Interesting...

[♪♫ Three Days Grace -Break ♪ :)
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After praying for 3hrs straight, where each rakat of prayer was 15 minutes long, making each unit of prayer half an hour in length, and each set an hour long, I started to cry - something quite uncalled for, for a Piscean like me, because we can endure pain (see yesterday's post) :)
At 0345 we decided to eat Sehri at Ajimpur.

As Dad and I rode down the empty streets we talked about the old areas of Dhaka University and the rule of the Zamindars in the pre-British era. He informed me that the present Architecture department of Dhaka University and the large open space opposite it, belonged to Nawab Khwaja Salimullah (1871-1915). He was a fat Zamindar! LoL

[more on > http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khwaja_Salimullah - my international friends/readers, if you ever come to Dhaka, take some time to visit his home located in the old part of Dhaka, Ahsan Manzil; it's a real palace! :]

We reached Azimpur at 0410 and stopped at a small roadside restaurant for food; unfortunately they had nothing but rice, so we went to another shop for something dry. We bought biscuits and chips and bought filtered water from the restaurant. As I stared up into the cloudy sky, some stars peeped through at me.
I looked at the residents asleep at Azimpur and prayed for them. There's nothing quite like having Sehri in an empty graveyard at 4 in the morning my dear. It may sound freaky to some, or crazy to others, but I felt at ease as I prayed for the departed souls.
The call for the dawn prayer (Fajr) gave at 0430 and we went to pray at the nearby mosque after offering our respects for a particular Saint's Mazar [resting ground - more respected thatn ordinary person's grave].

As I look back on the night I realized that I hadn't slept for a whole day, and all of the rest of that night, but I felt relaxed, and calm. I couldn't explain the feeling, but it felt nice, ALIVE. :)
I do hope my Lord forgave me my sins for my prayers last night...

Till tomorrow my dearest.

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