This may not be the best Raya of all, but I did enjoy my Syawal in my own ways. Alhamdulillah, I still got the very best in moderation.
I chose to work on the 3 days public holidays. I guess I could use some extra cash from the triple pay. Alhamdulillah, I worked night shift on these 3 days. So, I could use the day time to celebrate Raya with my family and friends.
I drove to kampung that very morning of Raya itself at 5am. Listening (and singing) to Sudirman's Balik Kampung song joyous my heart. The 1 and 1/2 hours journey wasn't feel that long anymore. I look forward to every each of seconds. I missed everyone. I missed my family. I missed the food. And I missed the smell of Eid. Arrived safely and my first pit-stop before headed home was the cemetery. I went back to KL on that day itself after Maghrib. The road was empty. KL itself was empty.
This Raya also made me experienced lotsa things, including to fit myself in last 5 years of clothing. I can't wear my newly-sewn-oversized baju kurung that I already prepared for the last 3 months. And shrinking to 4 sizes' less this last 2 months, I can't find any tailor that willing to sew me a decent baju kurung to wear on 1st Syawal ad hoc. So, I did wear the old one. And no one noticed! Yeay!
I had a short, blessed, meaningful Raya this year. Alhamdulillah. I hope you did too.
p/s: I'm sorry to know that someone didn't really enjoy his Raya. If I were the reason to it, I'm so sorry. Many people have so much 'stuff' and don't realize it. They have so much and always turn around and say, I wish I had this, I wish I had that and then, its gone. Only then, they finally realize what they have.