This time last year, I had been discharged from the hospital and had spent 2 weeks in isolation waiting for my “double negative” test results. By then, all I wanted was to be home in time for Eid.
Looking back, there is so much to be grateful for. The gift of life, of being with family and getting to begin another Ramadan with them. So much has changed, and yet so much still remains the same.
Many loved ones have been lost during this time. Many are fighting for their lives as I write this. And we simply don’t know who else will we lose to this virus in the next week, month or year.
This pandemic has taught us many things. The fragility of life, foremost. Let’s hope that this Ramadan we learn how treat life, ours and of those around us, with the respect and equity it deserves and that we are able to make the best of the time we have left.
Somewhere in here, there is also a lesson to be learned about the failings which result from human egotism. And I have a great anecdote about it, but for another time InshaAllah.