Ramadan: When the Heart Remembers
Following The Beloved
There are some arrivals in life that are not announced with sound, but with feeling.
Ramadan is one of them.
Long before the calendar confirms it, the heart already knows. There is a softness in the air. A quiet stirring within. As if the soul itself has been waiting for this guest all along.
I have always felt that Ramadan is less about hunger and more about remembrance.
In the stillness of the early morning, when the world sleeps and only a few lamps remain awake, there is a conversation that begins again — between the lover and the Beloved.
We begin to notice what we had forgotten.
Ramadan does not come to change our lives overnight. It comes to change our hearts, gently.
It reminds us that beneath all the noise of this world, we were always created for something more eternal.
And somewhere between the breaking of the fast and the whisper of a late-night dua, you realize…
You were never alone.

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