This Ramadhan feels different. I can’t quite put my feelings into words, but something about it isn’t the same. Maybe it’s just me, or maybe it’s because things have changed. People surrounding me have gotten busier, routines have shifted and time feels like it’s slipping away faster than before.

I miss the Ramadhan of 2020, when my family was all together. Back then, we would gather in the kitchen, cooking meals side by side. We’d go to the bazaar and then sit together to watch TV3 dramas during iftar. It felt warm, comforting like nothing else in the world mattered except that moment. I miss that feeling, that togetherness, that simplicity.

Even though things aren’t the same, I pray for my siblings. I pray that whatever they’re going through, whatever challenges they face may Allah make things easier for them. I hope this Ramadhan brings them countless blessings.

I remind myself that Ramadhan is about gratitude, patience and faith. I pray that this month brings me closer to Allah, fills my heart with peace and brings blessings to my family even if we are apart. My wish this Ramadhan is for togetherness even if not physically at least in spirit. May we all find strength, happiness and the beautiful serenity that this holy month brings.

Happy fasting everyone ! 🤍