During Ramadan, our post-taraweeh routine was my favourite. Sitting on the terrace, gazing at the night sky, spending quality time with family, and engaging in deep conversations – it was something I always looked forward to.
Tonight was no different. After completing our routine ibadahs, we gathered on the terrace. Our favourite conversations always included talking about the Creation of Allah (SWT) and connecting it to His Majesty.
Today specifically, we were discussing the cosmos. As I was putting oil in my father’s hair, I told him how I always got amazed not only by the night sky but also by what lies beyond. The millions of galaxies, the trillions of stars, nebulae, black holes, supernovae, and whatnot. And of course, how could I forget the mighty light years? Our conversation naturally drifted to the northern lights, meteorites, and those rare places where we could see a night sky full of stars.
Lost in our discussion, I found myself silently wishing to witness a meteorite someday. But living in the city, with all its lights and pollution, I knew it was unlikely. But then, as if in response to my secret wish which hadn’t even ever made it to my lips, something extraordinary happened.
Amidst the city lights and pollution, I saw it – a shooting star! It was a bright light streaking across the sky. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it was breathtaking. I was spellbound. Some might dismiss it as a rocket, an illusion, or my imagination. But for me, that moment was unforgettable.
Whether it was a genuine meteorite or not, it felt like a gift – perhaps because of the blessed environment of Ramadan, for serving my parents with love and affection, or as a reaffirmation of my belief in miracles.
That experience remains engraved in my memory as one of the most precious Ramadan moments ever.
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