Blissfully Familiar

After an admittedly LONG hiatus from the mosque, I went to Terawih tonight the for the first time since a long time. I haven't set foot on this particular mosque since I was.. 12, I think, even though its near my house. So coming back to it, is a little bit like facing the headmaster (just that u cant see the "headmaster"). I was anxious, looking around quietly at the vaguely familiar place, noticing some familiar faces that I rarely see. It was both intimidating and exciting. But all anxiety was forgotten when I heard the familiar echo of "Aaaaaminnnn"; something that never fails to amaze me. And from then onwards I was  just absorbing and living the moment.

Blissful Ramadhan =)