Friday, November 19, 2010
My Neighbourhood
One of the best moments in Malaysia is when the multiple azans are heard from many different mosques and musollas around the neighbourhood. The call for prayers harmoniuosly synchronize with each other; glorifying Allah, calling people towards success, inviting the local community to pray together in the houses of Allah. Imagine we are sitting in front of a mosque, right at the gates. We can start to see people coming out of their houses; walking, cycling or driving to the nearest mosque. This scene repeats itself five times a day.
The sad thing is, the only people we see going through the gate are old men. Also a few little children. So where are the young men?
They are right next door, near the small stall that sells DIGI Prepaid, handphone housings, cekedis and jajans.
Maybe, we need to set up the stalls inside the mosque. (attn architects!)
Let reverse psychology play its role.
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