Spread the love with a smile. This is our second entry and today I would like to share my first Iftar during Ramadhan at a concrete jungle named Kuala Lumpur. Ramadhan is the most challenging month for a Muslim around the globe, we all acknowledges Ramadhan as a blessed month, that nothing can compare with. But only some pious Muslims will cry if Ramadhan passes by. Do you know the feeling when a rich man loses his properties? And how a mother loses her new-born child? Yes, the feeling is kind of like that. Alright, I will tell you about my experience of having the first Iftar in Kuala Lumpur. When people talk about "KL" the first thing that comes into my mind is a city full of deception, no offense! To be honest this statement is how I looked at Kuala Lumpur when I came into this city. The struggle is intense.
My epic experience fasting at Kuala Lumpur started in 20 June 2015, for the first time I can't feel the pain spending my money at Kuala Lumpur, but after several days, I have been live in poverty. Yes,until now I'm confuse,its kind of like yesterday I have RM100 but today when I look at my wallet it only RM10 remain. I don't think this situation had sabotaged by toyol. No,I don't think so. It is awkward happen that never happened for me. For first time being a free man at concrete jungle,Kuala Lumpur I want to try break fasting at mamak restaurant,it just stone throw from my apartment known as hostel,but I had heard a rumors that mamak restaurant was too expensive,beyond that, I take an initiative buy a fasting meal at Bazaar Ramadhan,I'm not sure where that Bazaar Ramadhan are located because my friends lead me a way.When I arrived to Bazaar Ramadhan I can smell a delicious meal trough my temple of nose. Actually I don't know what meal that I want to break fasting. I wandering around for several minutes and I found Nasi Kerabu stall,'ooolalaa' I can taste that meal by its aroma,"mak cik give me just one pack of Nasi Kerabu"asked me to mak cik that who sell Nasi Kerabu. While she packed my Nasi Kerabu,I request her to separate keropok from Nasi kerabu because if keropok and that nasi kerabu mixed,keropok would not crisp anymore and that's why I asking her to separate it as well. Out of a blue,she crushed that crispy keropok by her bare hand! What the? fortunately,I'm fasting that day,but I felt remorse after that because I'm not argue with her about that.Then I keep walking to find Murtabak,and then yeah,I found it as well but that Murtabak to expensive and worthless,you know what? I'm asking for Murtabak ayam but he make it as Murtabak telur ayam,I can't find where are the taste of chicken instead.I'm trying to be positive,yes he gave me a chicken because it's chicken egg.Then I back to home with a little meal but with big spending.
Beyond that day,I make decision to break fasting at mosque,I don't mind if I will queue in the long line,as long as it's free .
*Write by Fikri Hadi
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