IED MUBARAK 1433H

Ied Mubarak!

Second day of Ied ul Fitr, it’s 7 am and I still lay down on my bed. Flashing back to my hundreds years (kiddiing..) ago when I was a child. Back then, 1st day of Ied we had to go to our grandparents and the elderly. 2nd day followed by going to aunts and uncles. We had to wake up very early to start the day and went to bed very late with full tummy because we had to EAT…EAT…and EAT for the sake of being polite and honor the hosts. We loved having lots and lots of food after fasting for a month, I started fasting since I was 6 by the way, specially villagers specialty like tapΓ© (fermented sticky rice) wrapped in banana leaves, rengginang (rice cracker), and many more that I don’t remember -or don’t know- the names. However, we were overwhelmed with foods. Other culture that we had as a kid was received angpao (money from the elders) πŸ˜€ Yesss.. It was about shake hands saying Minal Aidin Wal Faidzin (Please forgive all my mistakes), foods and m o n i e s… πŸ˜›

Getting older, we lived in other island and it’s too much trouble and expensive to visit families so we spent the Ied days visited close family’s friends and been visited. They are now become our extended families whom we still sometimes go to visit. As a teenager, I was then starting to visit friends in a group of 4-5. I had my own agenda. πŸ™‚ and it was on and on and on… Really celebrated the holy days as we were trying hard to meet up with most of our friends.

Then…came to people in my generation having our own families. Shifting tradition.. Shifting the level of importance.. sometimes a lil conflict was there just because of who and where we had to go… However me, as I am back to single, just go with the flow after 1 obligation, meeting my parents is done. Even better, it’s been in the 2nd year that my parents now who the ones visited us because our -my sister and I- days off not allowed us to go visit them. My other elderly families (aunts and uncles) are too busy with their own grandchildren to nag us asking to be visited. Shifting level of importance. As well as my cousins, they are now having their own lil families.

Bottom line, I feel the blast of Ied is getting less and less. I’m longing of my childhood excitement of Ied..!!!

Wait a sec…!! Oh My God… I have to make my own tradition!! πŸ˜€ 2nd day of Ied I’m open to invitation. This time TIDUNG Island invites me πŸ˜€

Once again… Happy Ied Mubarak sederek kabeh sak penjuru kolong langit yang sempet baca tulisan ini.