Until one day...
It began as one of the hottest days in the fasting month. The cloudless sky was beautiful to look at but the heat uncushioned by the missing clouds were not friendly to the little souls. The aircond in our savvy seemed to be fasting as well, unable to keep everyone cool in that tiny space.
My kids and I were on our way to the nearby hypermarket to shop for last minute raya items. We were moving at a snail pace due to the traffic jam. We could not overtake neither could we take another turn at another juncture to avoid the dugaan right in front of us. And a "dugaaan" it was! The whole spread of the kids' favourite food magnified, enlarged in a menu-like fresco.
The kids went into a frenzy every time I braked and moved again and each time the image drew nearer and clearer somehow. It was the longest mental torture for the kids and their mother. We were at the truck's tail for more than 20 minutes.
So, did the kids break their fast that day?
Did their mother hang on a wee bit longer?
She wasn't even fasting in the first place. ;o)
Selamat Hari Raya Folks!
Thanks so much Nina, Phang and Chu!