Ramadan Memories

  Remembering how I fasted some years back makes me chuckle.  I started fasting at the age of ten, and trust me, it was no easy challenge at that age. It was especially    due to the fact that I was in a strict boarding school at the time that had so many exhausting rules,…

Originally posted on expatlogue:
On the last evening before ramadan I get that feeling of quiet, happy anticipation that  comes before the start of something you know is going to test you. I’ve always loved ramadan, loved the way it brings families together. It ties you to one another and a common goal. While the…