half past nomad

It’s Eid, and I’m making my traditional phone calls to say Salaamz to everyone and wish them Eid Mubaraak. Then my cousin asks me an interesting question. What’s it like knowing that this is my Last Eid as a Bachelor.

Last Eid as a Bachelor. And it hits me, that it really is. It’s my last Eid as a Bachelor. It’s the last Eid in which I’ll be spending the day hanging out with the guys, and chilling on Eid. It’s the last Eid in which I’ll be going to some restaurant with 30 other single guys, and celebrating and hanging out until some time in the wee morning. It’s the last Eid in which I’ll be getting up early and picking up all of the international students to take them to the mosque. It’s the last Eid in which I’ll get phone calls from friends at 2am asking when Eid is. It’s the last Eid in which I can get up, get ready and go in under 20 minutes. It’s the last Eid in which my plans for the day are going to be made during the day, and might change upto 5 minutes before an event starts.
I think about this, and realize that it’s about damn time.

This entry was posted on Monday, October 23rd, 2006 at 7:33 am and is filed under General Lee.