Terawih & Telawi

(I'm just going to write this here while it's still fresh at the top of my head) 

Went to Bangsar to get Bilah's coffee fix after terawih. 

Btw, terawih was hot af, it was a literal sauna under my telekung. God, please give me the kesabaran and ultimate khusyuk to go through all 8 rakaats despite buckets of sweat dripping down my face. I miss having terawihs at the mosque though. Truth be told, back when I was a kid, terawih was meant to be the time to hang out more with my friends, or to catch up with other friends who go to different schools, and stay late long after terawih ended (lol). But now as I grow up, I don't really meet people over terawih. There's like a whole new generation of teenagers and young kids who I don't even know, which makes me feel so old. So, it's kinda weird to go to the same mosque and not do what I did, but for the sole purpose of terawih itself. It's also kinda nice to know that the mosque is just footsteps away from my house. I miss hearing the azan, something that you never (or rarely) hear when you're abroad unless it's from the Muslim app in your phone. Pretty much sure I was holding back my tears when I first heard it, because it has been months and I felt so relieved and safe (??).  

Well, back to the point. Bilah & Ina took me to Ojo after terawih and the vibes were so *~chill~*. I didn't get coffee because I didn't want to stay up, although I do feel fresh rn... These are the things that I miss when in Seattle. To just lepak late at night with my friends, with the Hindustani songs blaring from the bar across the road, and just talk about life. Wish Nana was there tho. 

If only money falls from the sky & it's safe for girls to go out at night.