Ramadan Walk at Jama Masjid
My memory of Ramadan as a festival and fast goes way back to college where I had a friend who used to fast during Ramadan. I couldn’t have possibly imagined the hardship that he used to go through during fasting partly because he never made a big deal out of it. I was too naive to understand that it was also a part of his conduct which made everything looks so easy. From the little discussions that we had around fasting I only remember him saying “It is the test of your patience and self-control. It is about the mettle which abstains you from enjoying the pleasures of world even though all of them are available at your footsteps.” After college the closest I went to Ramadan as a festival was in Malaysia. It was one of the biggest and grandest festivals which was celebrated with a lot of fervor. So one fine day when I got the opportunity to be a part of the Ramadan walk at Jama Masjid I nodded instantly in agreement. Though I got my slot booked at the last moment but I am so glad I could be a part of it.