Ramadhan has always been meaningful to me, personally.
There's just something sacred about waking up before dawn for sahur.
Ramadhan has always been the most productive times of the year. A friend said it is because your body doesn't do many digestion works, so you think more clearly. That makes sense.
And I finally learn that if you don't sleep soon after sahur, if you just force yourself to stay awake, you can create so many awesome things during those hours.
There's this one Ramadhan that I remember very clearly, around 2-3 years ago, where I just spent the whole month writing on a new diary.
When you have no reason to go out, because you can't have brunch or lunch anyway, home becomes a more interesting, curiousity-triggering place.
I'd really love to spend Ramadhan like I spent it 2-3 years ago, when I still got time to simply savor the moment and be the child I had always been: she who spent hours of reading and writing and mapping things.
After spending the last 3.5 years without TV in my room, I finally have one now in my new kosan. So I entertain myself every sahur, watching NET's Ini Sahur, followed by Muslim Travelers after.
The latter program captivates me in a way I couldn't explain. There's just something romantic on knowing that people around the world are united by a beautiful thing: Islam.
At the end, I feel peace, I feel calmer, I feel serene, and it seems like sincerity is in the air in Ramadhan.
Maybe the evils were really chained after all. :)
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