This weekend I attended a Mawlid-al Nabi party. Yes, I said party not observance. An observance would be people sitting around reading Qur'an all day. A party,however, is not exactly the complete opposite. There was still Qur'an recitation and the men and women were in opposite sides of the room.
Then when the Qur'anic 'singing' and the clapping wooden instruments came out, let's just say I was the life of the party.
Kidding! I was in the other corner of the restaurant (oh right, this was in an Indian restuarant, Second floor) with the other kids ages: college level and down. There was a t.v so they were happily entertained with Basketball and Spongebob so I was chatting with my friends for the next 6 hours. Of course, we women never get tired of talking :D
But I could never be constrained into a little area for so long (I think I have a mild case of ADHD every now and then)so we all went across the street to Jack in the Box, bought nothing -our parents didn't give us any money, too busy dancing-, and came back in.
Now I do not condone dancing and singing for the Prophet (saw) because I don't think he celebrated his own birthday and it might lead to Shirk. The adults weren't praying to the prophet, just for him. If there wasn't any food and the promise of a new outfit, I probably would've stayed home watching "The Real World". Don't worry I'm not won over THAT easily >.> Got food and new shoes?
Well there's my post now back I say, back!
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