Blogging a month…

This Ramadan was my first away from home, and something tells me it will not be the last.

For me, Ramadan is a whole set of rituals that have to be encountered to give you the scent of the month, and I am not just speaking of religious rituals, I am taking about personal and social ones let alone sociological behaviors.

I missed the streets of Alexandria just around sunset when every body awaits the call to break their fast with family and friends. I missed the silly shows in the TV and my friends’ gatherings at our favorite spots.

I missed myself in these 25 days more than I ever missed myself in my 25 years of age.

But the good thing is that I enjoyed myself I enjoyed experiencing the ultimate solitude and the snap out of “everything is set” mood.

Ramadan is almost gone now… and with it something has definitely changed… It would be early to tell what it is now...