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Originally Posted by Puck
I have immensely fond memories from 24 years ago. It was never the same once we moved to UK. Up to the age of 12 it was ingrained it me that the night was of fun and piety combined. I loved the fireworks and candles all along our veranda. Only once did I manage the 100 rakat but it filled me with an immense sense of achievement. I believe that the day after used to be a school holiday so we were allowed to stay up as late as we wanted to and more to the point, my sister and I were allowed to pray in my parent's bedroom.
When my father reminisces about those nights what he remembers most fondly are the fireworks and candles in the veranda. Those were the days!
To those who observe, peace. To those who don't, peace. To those who scorn the observation, peace.
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