Eid and the moon are both part of the festival. In a way one births the other. And like all births and deliveries, there can be occasional complications. Did it happen this time?
I remember an Eid in 1962 when we went to bed thinking there would be another Iftar the next day to find that it was Eid in the morning. Our mother woke us up saying, â€śEid is here. Get ready for prayers. Put on your new dresses â€¦â€ť
She had to quickly prepare the dishes, send us off to the mosque with dad, and return to cooking the feast. A great happiness was to watch mother in a new sari and we would feel happy, though we never realised how much hard work she had to put in to make our Eid happy. We just had fun. Read more »