Diary of a Fasting Girl — Entry 3, Day 23

Haha, yup sporadic entries at random times. That is what I have become this Ramadan, although I wasn’t very regular throughout the rest of the year either. I guess this is going to be my late New Years Resolution — Get regular with my writing! Anyways. The last ten days of Ramadan are upon us, which is a really important time for all Muslims. It … Continue reading Diary of a Fasting Girl — Entry 3, Day 23

Diary of a Fasting Girl: Ramadan, Day Twelve/Thirteen/Fourteen

June 29, 30, and July 1, 2015 **I haven’t been able to make daily posts for the past couple of days due to busy-ness and tiredness resulting from that busy-ness. And tonight, due to the tiredness, I am unable to take a nap before suhoor. And that means that I’ll be conked out til at least 1 o’ clock, so I’m going to quickly try … Continue reading Diary of a Fasting Girl: Ramadan, Day Twelve/Thirteen/Fourteen

Diary of a Fasting Girl: Ramadan, Day Eleven

June 28, 2015 The Variety Makes You Think, No? Today, I went grocery shopping with Saim. So the thing about grocery shopping is, it’s difficult. Going into a store full of food of different shapes, sizes, color, tastes, and smells makes you a tad bit hungry. And that hunger results in binge shopping — which means we go into the store with only 5-7 items … Continue reading Diary of a Fasting Girl: Ramadan, Day Eleven

Diary of a Fasting Girl: Ramadan, Day Eight

June 25, 2015 A Meh Day Sucked. Tummy problems truly suck. Today was a day of constant acid reflex. I don’t know what I am doing wrong, as I am taking all the meds possible to feel better, eating healthy and light, and drinking loads of water in the time between Iftar and Suhoor. Sigh. I guess I just need to keep persevering and InshaAllah … Continue reading Diary of a Fasting Girl: Ramadan, Day Eight

Diary of a Fasting Girl: Ramadan, Day Seven

June 24, 2015 Maybe Sleep will come…Now! ….Nooooo…. And that is the game I spent playing this morning for two hours, turning this way and that. But that evasive temptress we call sleep was just that — evasive. I tried fruitlessly in my bed, punching the pillow and mangling my blankets. And then it started getting hot. I got up, grabbed my pillows and my … Continue reading Diary of a Fasting Girl: Ramadan, Day Seven