Editorial

Okay, I know many people my age, in and around their twenties, will disagree, but I still really love Eid. I enjoy the hell out of it and it's usually the highlight of my year. It's the best!

I think I know how I got here too. I had that angst-filled teenage period where I found it hard to enjoy normal things, my greatest pleasure was in being a non-conformist and Eid made it very difficult to keep acting like a rebel. But then one fine year, Eid just clicked for me. I found myself immersed in the experience of being surrounded by loved ones, having Eid lunch at home and then going out in the evening to meet friends. For someone who's either working or studying 35 days a month, the concept of a day spent with family starts to become alien at one point, and Eid, at that point, is a hipster among the mundane days of my life.  Come to think of it, the idea of a day dedicated to happiness is quite a "hippy" concept. The fact that I have totally bought into this idea would please my teenage self greatly. 
 

On that note, Eid Mubarak!