A moment of silence will give you a chance to pity me... yes poor poor Aaron.
So I was pretty excited and extremely creative about my first iftar this year. I planned it all out. Got food from Taste of Morocco. My first Moroccan meal, called Kefta Tagine aka Meatball Tagine. Paired it with hummus (of course), pita, dates, cucumbers, and even the splendid Foco Coconut Juice. And like a good girl I read my prayers up until the Athan at which point I dug in! The food was gooooood! I will definitely be going back to Taste of Morocco. I even saved half for Suhoor (it'll go well with my infamous rice). It was soooo hard to let up on the eating, but I'm proud to say, I didn't go overboard. It was a gooooood iftar.
However initially when I'd started taking my first few bites I kinda felt weird. So I put on Justice League and thought Aaaah! this is all I need. Something to watch and food.
But even then I found myself tuning out... and feeling really lonely. Everyone one knows by biggest grievance. Eating alone in public. Apparently I need to revise that to eating alone. period. I've always hated it, and I guess will never get over it. I mean yeah, watching something goes a long way to make up for it.... but when it comes down to special meals, like your first iftar of the year.... with good food you want good company too.
So I re-learnt something about myself I already knew... I'm definitely a people person. Can't do the alone thing. It drives me CRAZY. Feels like the world's forgotten about me, and will continue to revolve and exist even if I disappeared. Which IS the case, duh! But for me existence translates connecting with someone. Whether a friend, a lover, a sister, or just another human. Your being is full-filled when you come in contact with another person. And I know a lot of people don't agree with my philosophy, but that's okay. I'm just glad my loud and fills-the-room-with-her-presence roomate is gonna be here in three days. Till then... thank god for cellphones and skype, they stop me from disappearing into nothingness.



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