Ramadhan, a month that all muslims looked forward to, a month we try avoiding making sins, a month of families gathering to break fast together, and a month of overcoming any obstacles with faith. Like any other muslims, I reminisced the past years of ramadhan, recalling the people I celebrated with, be it they're still here with me or already gone.

Last year was.. challenging, yet the best. It was a hard time for me as well as for him as he was busy with rehearsals and trainings for YOG. For a month, we rarely met. To be precised, I remembered very well we only had a short meet ups four times just to break fast together. Four days out of a month. To think of it, it was a good thing that we didnt meet up always since Ramadhan is a holy month and by meeting rarely, we can avoid a careless sins.

But it was hard at the same time. Really hard. Hearing girls complaining not being able to meet her boyfriend when they meet up every week, every fortnight, yet here I was, not being able to contact him but I endured throughout the months. It really frustrates me looking at all this girls being whiny and whats not when they should at the very least appreciate that its not the end of the world not being able to meet.

If I am given another chance to go through another Ramadhan like last year, I would sacrifice anything to get it back, knowing that Im still with him. Well, this year is different. I'm going through alone. No looking forward to breaking fast with someone special together nor planning out colours to go Raya with friends as a couple. And I am okay with that.

It doesn't matter whoever you're with or whether you're alone. What matters is yourself and what you did in this holy month.

May you overcome any obstacles given and think of Allah every second of the day.

Salam Ramadhan.