27 Ramadhan, 1440
We were back in our stomping grounds of old in Geylang this morning, paying our zakat at Darul Arqam, after seeing my back doctor at the hospital nearby. The Ramadhan market was quiet, it being before noon, in contrast to how it's likely to be later this evening when we're going down there yet again for our first real visit of Ramadhan.
Inevitably I found myself reminded of previous visits, sometimes in what is now the far past. Yes, it's changed and, yes, somehow it contrives to stay the same. Much like ourselves, I suppose.
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