Prayer


Zakir’s family praying after Iftar

Call it prayer, flow, or truth. All of the world’s religions that we were born into seek to attain It. Perhaps there is no name ? To all my friends, family and readers: Happy New Year and Eid Mubarak.

“One such time I left town and on my way back, at a point where the land was high and I could see the sea to my left and down the road a long ways, I suddenly felt I was in heaven. The spot was in fact no different from when I passed it not long ago before, but my way of seeing it had changed. The feeling, a paradoxical mix of pulsing energy and profound peace, was intense and blissful. Whereas before  the road, the sea, the trees, the air, the sun all spoke differently to me, now they spoke one language of unity. Tree took account of road, which was aware of air, which was mindful of sea, which shared things with the sun. I knelt a mortal; and rose an immortal. I felt like the center of a small circle coinciding with the center of a much larger one. Atman met Allah.”

—Yann Martel, Life of Pi

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