RAMADAN POSTSCRIPT

By Faraz Khan

“Laa ilaha illallah.” The azan echoed inside the dimly lit mosque. It is nine o’clock in the evening. The vacant parking lot was enshrouded in darkness. However, the beech and the birch trees around the lot and the critters within the herbaceous edge continued their hymns. The clouds and the birds hovered in the usual glorified manner above the mosque. The cool breeze at night spread the heavenly scent from the blossomed lilies as the twinkling stars and crescent glistened the night. (more…)