Brussels felt like a never-ending dream. the scary and the good kind. it’s good to be back home for a while…good opportunity to reconnect with friends, family and my spirituality. Puasa is on its way too.
I cannot wait to walk the 100m to the masjid for tarawikh and breaking fast at 6 pm. lol. One thing I learned is that one should never take things like the time the sun sets and tropical weather for granted.
anyway. will blog when i have the time.