Just like that, Muharram is upon us again. And just like that, I will turn 23 next month, according to the Muslim calendar.
I’m still shagged from the Maal Hijrah event at Expo last night. Being a volunteer is great & all, but the rush involved in making things go as planned makes special days like this one seem less treasured. Maybe next year I should welcome Muharram quietly and spend more time to reflect.
Happy new year.
I meant to post them up ages ago. Well, anyway, here they are!
(Click on each thumbnail to view the larger version on my Flickr.)
See the green tag on the sheep? You can’t see in the photos, but it had my name on it.
There aren’t any post-sacrifice photos. I don’t think I could’ve beared the sight of my dying kambing without feeling the slightest pity for it. So the moment after I snapped those photos, I turned around & marched out of the mosque, not looking back till I reached the bus stop.