cookie monster

oh! nothing embroiders the spirit of hari raya like the smell of cookies baking in the oven swifting through my humble abode. i've just stepped out of the shower and put on, funnily enough, a cookie monster t-shirt and already i'm the spitting scent of chocolate chip dough. my sister bakes the best chocolate chip cookies ever, which she refuses to bake, unless it's ramadhan.
i love this time of year.
there's the ramadhan bazaar of flavorful foods to feast the senses (and maaaan, do i get greedy at these. i end up buying alot more than i can stomach).
it's one of those rare times the whole family makes a point to berbuka en masse. it's also an excuse to host breaking fast events where one gathers extended family and friends together. then there's terawih, a convocation of the prayerful.
i'm especially touched by these fairs of camaraderie, and the best part is: we get an entire month of it.
like a sponge i'm soaking in every minute of this affair to corner a meaningful memory that'll last when this time passes on to the obscure hereafter.