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It took 4 years & the Holy month of Ramadan

It took me 4 years to come back to a blog that I so wanted to write. Well as they say better late than never. So here I am trying for a comeback like an Actress in Film Industry after her maternity leave.

This month is the Holy month of Ramadan and where I currently am, I witness the festivities that goes around this marvelous period of the year. The mall are decorated, the roads are lit up, people are happy and they are enjoying this time with their families and friends.

Roads are Lit up
There's almost a pin drop silence in the malls in the morning and you can literally hear the sound of your own breath.

The security and the staff in the stores are standing wondering why the malls are open when no one comes to shop at this hour. Let's just close the stores and let me go home and sleep.

And amidst this serene, quite and beautiful mall you will have this one child who is going wild as he wants to run around in this open space. You know what parents let him run...there are no parks around so might as well he runs in the mall.

Empty Malls

The whole set up changes as soon as the evening prayer is over and its Iftar time. People pray and break their 15 hours of fasting in the company of their loved ones and yet again we see the people working in stores trying to punch in for their Iftar and queue up in the restaurants to order their food.

By night the malls are crowded. There are children running around, screaming and shouting. The youngsters are all dressed to impress. The festivities have just begun and will continue till 4 am when the fasting will start again.

The whole city is enjoying this time. People are working lesser hours, which means more ME TIME. Whether or not you get that is entirely your luck. Let's just enjoy this quite time before the madness of tourists in the city. Some pics for you to live the city as it is now...


The Lit Up Malls

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