Though I’m not a Muslim, but I love the Eid Mubarak season here in Indonesia. It is a time when people get together with distant families for two weeks (or more). It is also a time when I, too, think of something to sacrifice for my faith – be it a certain type of food or the quantity of it.
Falling shortly after Indonesia’s Independence Day on August 17, Lebaran gives the citizens a very long time to ponder upon the health of our country and what we can do to improve that, followed by all the things we want to do differently after the holiday ends.
When the city’s usually bustling, traffic is crystal-clear during Lebaran. However, malls are jam-packed with middle to upper class families waiting in line outside overbooked restaurants. Why? No maids to prepare food for them, much less clean the house for them. So, both Muslim and non-Muslim family members have the advantage at this time of the year to eat meals together, mop floors together, and reconnect with one another.
Doesn’t matter what they are doing, as long as they are spending their time together.
And this sense of togetherness is something that I know I’ll treasure most in my future family.