… when I used to only listen to these songs, and had never watched either. The first one turned out to be nothing like what I had imagined, but the second one was exactly as I thought it would be.
(Content may offend religious sensitivities).
The Qurbani Eid never seemed the real thing to me. Fasting or not, it’s undeniable that Ramadan has an impact on the life of anyone remotely associated with Muslims. So there is a month-long build up to the Eid. That doesn’t happen with Qurbani. And I am not into slaughtering and gluttony anyway.
And yet, sitting alone in a hotel room thousands of miles from friends and family, I find myself missing Qurbani. Hence this post.
I should be working on the book. But instead I cooked duck bhuna, did the dishes, vacuumed, landried, called parents, gardened, took a long nap, smoked a few ciggies, and listened to the music.