I remember being a kid and dreading the arrival of Ramadan. At the time, I didn’t fully understand why we had to fast, why we had to go through an entire day without eating or drinking. Even as a young adult, I struggled to grasp the deeper meaning of the month. The peace and fulfillment that people talked about? I couldn’t feel it. To me, it was just about enduring hunger until sunset.
But something changed when I entered my late 20s. Around 2019, Ramadan started to feel different. I don’t know what exactly clicked, but I finally began to see it as more than just an exercise in self-restraint. The purpose of Ramadan slowly sank in, and for the first time, I experienced it with a sense of ease and gratitude.
Ramadan is more than fasting—it’s a time for reflection, self-improvement, and spiritual connection. It teaches empathy and compassion, reminding us of those who struggle daily. It gives us the space to disconnect from distractions and realign ourselves with what truly matters.
Now, in my 30s, I find myself looking forward to Ramadan. It has become a time where I can have a real conversation with myself and with God, to pause and reflect on life. I finally see the beauty of this holy month, and more than ever, I want to give more than I receive.
Because in Ramadan, every good deed is multiplied, every act of kindness rewarded tenfold. It’s a reminder that God is always forgiving, always merciful. And perhaps, that is the true gift of this sacred month.
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