Another Ramadhan
It is my second Ramadhan in the US and it means that I will miss mudik for like wise second time. Ramadhan itself has been almost a routine to me (and this is bad, supposedly). In Ramadhan 1980, when I was still 6 years old, I decided to observe fasting for a full day and full month. For many at that age, as we just learn how to fast, first fasting days are observed in a half day -- we break the fasting at noon and we call it poso mbedug, because we were breaking the fast when bedug (a traditional instrument, like a drum, to announce the time of prayer) was hit. No religious thing, to be sure, was for that little Arif. I just observed fasting because my family do. In addition, I have to thank my parents that they never push me to do that. One day, I was so thirty and hungry, just returning back from school. I found my mother was preparing cake for the day of Ied. The cake looks so delicious and I really want it. Fully understand what my face look like, my mother indeed asked me to brea...