I've been stacking up a lot of photos in my hard drive lately on numerous events that were covered in the holy month of Ramadhan. So before the Raya and more of my hard disk space diminishes, I thought of publishing these photos just for the sake of updating.

Iftar at the hostel musolla is a long-held tradition which involved all Muslims residing in the building regardless of nationalities, though Malaysians have emerged as the majority since the last 3-4 years, outnumbering the Indians. Others include Nigerians, Russians and the Arabs. You could almost discern the gradual transformation of the types of dish cooked as the years pass by, from Indian to Malay-esque.



I mentioned in my last entry that the last iftar event held at the embassy failed to attract people coming but The Kelab UMNO Moscow Iftar this year was a hit among the students. Few complained that the food wasn't enough and many left before performing the tarawekh because they thought the prayer would be done in two batches like the packed Maghrib congregation few hours prior to that. The Club even prepared a survival guide for the newly arrived freshmen.


Budak2 1st year mendengar bende2 yang diucapkan oleh Awe n Idham. Yang tua2 bangka pun nak join jugak. Hehe.


This one familiar face on TV3 was also there during the iftar. Nizal ke hape tah name dia.


The Makciks at the embassy. One of them actually brought some cucur udang from home intended to be served as moreh. Tapi piranha2 kat dapur dah bedal sampai abes 5 minutes lepas berbuka lagi. (saya sekali la tuh, tapi cucur udangnya memang top class!)


Penat buat keje, saya kelihatan seperti pekerja warung. Sama la budak2 yg lain pun.

The 2 weeks long Therapy cycle drained the juices out of us. Sampaikan nak buat iftar kelas pun tak sempat. So we did one well after we started the Traumatology cycle which is less hectic and demanding than the previous one. Battery kamera kong awal, so I got less pics publish-able.


The girls from my group, plus a few other invites. Not pictured here is Aimi Liyana.


SO long Ramadhan. Till we meet again next year. Kalau panjang umur, Insya-Allah.