It seems like Ramadan just sneaked up on me this year. I knew it was coming, but it just didn't register until I found myself waking up at 04:45am this morning for Suhur - the recommended breakfast before the fast. It's not easy eating at that time of the morning, but experience has taught me that it's better to try to eat something than not to.
So the holy month of Ramadan officially commenced in Johannesburg today from 05:27am this morning, until we broke the fast at 17:39pm this evening, at sunset. It's not that bad considering that my relatives in Copenhagen, Denmark will be fasting for like 21 hours, from dawn until dusk.
And thus, the next few weeks will bring about a more subdued version of me. In addition, this Ramadan, (a one time special only) I'd like to relay my own (very) personal experiences on what it means to be a Muslim living and working in the 21st century and what this month means to me - as well as dispelling the myths around that.
With that, I'd like to wish everyone observing this auspicious month a blessed Ramadan. May The Almighty SWT accept all our duas and efforts during this month.