Blast from the past!

We started our blog three years ago, after Eid. I can't believe it's been going on for three years, even though Hash has kind of disappeared since then. LOL. Hash, where are you? Oh, I can explain. If he's not working, he's busy playing basketball, hockey, XBox, or... playing with Noor! And of course, he loves reading his sufi books. But these days he's busy with prayers and fasts.

Speaking of, Ramadan Mubarak everyone!

Here's the post from Nov. 2005:

Sunday, November 06, 2005

We got so excited in the last entry, that we forgot to mention, EID MUBARAK! It was great seeing many of you this weekend... and for those we didn't see, we hope you had a great Eid.Believe it or not, this was the first Eid that I didn't have to "look for my mom" in the women's section. Alhumdulillah, my mom found me. (At this point, Hashmat gets the eye from Hana.)

Some observations:

1. The imam dissed the US only indirectly which was a change from outright damnation.

2. Since Eid was on Juma, some people actually prayed after Ramadan!

3. At our open house, people found the wierdest places to leave their not always empty cups and plates. (To the auntie or uncle who left their tea in the display unit.. really... what were you thinking?) I mean come on...

4. My in laws decided that in order for their daughter to have sole possession on me, they decided to buy me the tightest a** pants to my shalwar kameez. The scary thing is, I actually felt quite comfortable in them. (Hana: Yeah, he wouldn't take off those churidars after all the guests had left!!) (Hash: well I couldn't because I ate too much)

5. Hash: For the first time I was on the other side. I.E. married. I always wondered what Eid's would be like after I got married. I mean, at least before there was the challenge of perhaps your mom or sister running into Ms. right. (Or perhaps you running into her on the way to making wudu, or the passing opportunity to catch her number while buying biriyani off her from the eid bazaar). But alas, Eid married is the best. Because you can go right up to the chick you've been checkin, say what up, and actually leave with her! All without getting slapped!

Ok, I could possibly go on...but I'll save the best for R.I.S. (what has now become Toronto's third Eid).