I went on Hajj in 2007 and every year around the time of Yawm al-Arafah I have a real visceral feeling and a deep yearning to return, all the memories of my trip resurface. This year, I decided to channel to give those feelings an outlet and composed a series of Haikus. I may not win any awards for poetry but I thought I would share them with you.
I stand before you // my ego broken and bruised // grant me Your Mercy
As I stand hands raised // my Lord forgive me my sins // show me Your Mercy
On Mount Arafah // they gather and raise their hands // and beseech their Lord!
The pilgrimage ends // washed of sins, new lives begin // the hard work now starts!
The Devil is stoned // Ihram removed, head shaved // the pilgrims rejoice!
Can we please our Lord // in our normal daily life? // rise to the challenge!
On a cold and wet Sunday morning in winter I would normally get up for fajr prayer at around 7am and once I have offered my prayer would crawl back in to bed. Not today. I was invited to a special screening of the film Journey to Mecca at the IMAX cinema in Waterloo taking place at 9.30am. I had told the kids and the Mrs. that we would be going so they were prepared but my boys, Yusef and Binyamin (14 and 12) were not all that excited, typical teenage nonchalance. We headed to Waterloo from Aylesbury at about 08:10am, the sat nav told me it was about 46miles. It took us an hour to arrive at Waterloo bridge and we managed to find a free parking spot there and the IMAX was a short walk in front of us.