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Friday, March 05, 2004

Chai and I went to Jummah prayers today, and for me it’s the first time that I’ve been in a long time.

What’s interesting is the different types of people you get to see at the masjid on Friday. Like the guy in the blue satin pants, tie-die polyester shirt and giant green shades who was strutting down the cool white marble of the masjid with the sun glinting off his well-oiled hair. He seemed very pleased with himself. ‘You wear your nicest clothes to Jummah,’ Chai reminds me.

And then there were the women whose outfits were bright enough to outshine the sun, but far too small to rival it in size. And there were people who stared at other people. And men who stared at women. And women who stared at men. And there were people who paid more attention to the chandelier than the prayer, but there were all there. I was there too, and I fit in perfectly with the other sinners.

Allah alone is perfect, and though that isn’t any excuse for a congregation behaving badly, it is hope. And it is relief, and it is a mercy from Allah that He should be Gracious and Forgiving, and Insha’Allah bless whatever of our intentions were good and pardon whatever of our intentions were not.

Ameen.

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