I Have A Love/Hate Relationship With Ramadan.


Yes. It’s true…I’m a Muslim and I love Ramadan. I also hate Ramadan. It’s weird so let me explain by starting at the beginning.

Ramadan is the name of the Muslim Fasting Month, and always precedes Eid al-Fitr (or Aidilfitri as it’s known in Singapore), which marks the end of Ramadan. During Ramadan, Muslims fast from dawn to dusk, so we aren’t able to drink or eat during the day.

You can see where this is going right?


Yessir, I have an intense love for food. INTENSE! As in I would literally kill Sal if he stood in front of me and food. I’d have no regrets about it too!

In fact, I almost did it a couple of years back when we were in Akihabara. Sal wanted to get right to shopping while I needed to fuel my body with delicious food. Needless to say, Sal didn’t get his way that day.

Food is food! Food is life! Food is love!

Now Ramadan means I can’t eat food when I get hungry. I’m supposed to wait till it’s time to break fast at dusk. The problem is I’m always hungry and when I’m hungry, I get cranky.

So, during Ramadan, I’m like a woman having her period. For 30 consecutive days. I’m like a whole different person. I burn so many bridges in this month that I spend the rest of the year rebuilding them.

It’s a vicious cycle for me!

On the flipside, I also love Ramadan.

I eat and eat and eat, which means I’m putting on weight. I used to be slim and sexy but now, even Sal laughs at my pot belly.

Not mine but like mine.

He likes to poke it and keeps asking me when I’m due. Yeah, he might be older than me, but he has the mentality of a child.

I do have to admit, if grudgingly, that he is right. There’s a slight bump to my tummy that’s been steadily growing for the past few months.

That’s why I’m hoping Ramadan helps me get back my slim form! There’s nothing more effective in reducing fat than forced dieting!

Hopefully, by the end of all this, I’m slim again…or I’ll never hear the end of it from Sal.

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