Today is the 6th day of Syawal, Welcome back to work after the Hari Raya break.
Hari Raya nowadays are as grand as years ago probably more in spending but less in terms of human interaction. It is no longer a thrill for my children to wear new clothes for the Raya as they can always get a new clothe any time of the year. Contrary to my early days as the second youngest with 11 brothers and sisters, new clothes and shoes are a luxury we treasured once a year. With a disciplinarian father, we are not allowed to try the attire until the morning of the 1st Syawal. During Ramadan we can only peek into the box when Abah is not around. It was a thrill to show off to our friends during our Raya round.
Remembered in the early 70s when Beatle's boot was the hype, I managed to coaxed my mum to buy one for me. I never had a chance to wear jeans until I was 17 I bought "fruits of looms" with money collected from Raya. My late Abah was strictly against wearing jeans as he calls them yankee's clothings. I bought my own first Levi's when i was in the sixth form from money saved over the years. Being the younger siblings is an advantage for me, especially when most of my elder brothers and sisters were already working and was very generous come Raya time.
Life was not hard but we don't have the luxury of what most urban kids now enjoy.
Anyway, now I don't really looking forward to Hari Raya, once I knew the importance of Ramadhan. It is a month full of opportunity for Muslim to collect as much "pahala" as we can. Even a simple good deed will be multiplied compared to other month. Now I can't wait for next year's Ramadhan.
Hari Raya nowadays are as grand as years ago probably more in spending but less in terms of human interaction. It is no longer a thrill for my children to wear new clothes for the Raya as they can always get a new clothe any time of the year. Contrary to my early days as the second youngest with 11 brothers and sisters, new clothes and shoes are a luxury we treasured once a year. With a disciplinarian father, we are not allowed to try the attire until the morning of the 1st Syawal. During Ramadan we can only peek into the box when Abah is not around. It was a thrill to show off to our friends during our Raya round.
Remembered in the early 70s when Beatle's boot was the hype, I managed to coaxed my mum to buy one for me. I never had a chance to wear jeans until I was 17 I bought "fruits of looms" with money collected from Raya. My late Abah was strictly against wearing jeans as he calls them yankee's clothings. I bought my own first Levi's when i was in the sixth form from money saved over the years. Being the younger siblings is an advantage for me, especially when most of my elder brothers and sisters were already working and was very generous come Raya time.
Life was not hard but we don't have the luxury of what most urban kids now enjoy.
Anyway, now I don't really looking forward to Hari Raya, once I knew the importance of Ramadhan. It is a month full of opportunity for Muslim to collect as much "pahala" as we can. Even a simple good deed will be multiplied compared to other month. Now I can't wait for next year's Ramadhan.
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