Couldn't get my usual lift to Friday Prayers today since Noi had something on, which means I needed to take to public transport. It's just a single bus journey to the masjid, so not a major problem, but I wasn't too sure of the timing of the particular bus I needed to catch. To be sure of not having to rush around I set off quite early, fortunately not having duties at work, the result being that I arrived a good twenty-five minutes ahead of the azan.
I half-expected a fairly empty mosque, but there was already quite a crowd when I arrived. Must say this was in stark contrast to going to Friday Prayers in the UK. The place I worshipped in, in Hyde, was generally very sparsely attended as prayers began, but then filled up as the khutbah proceeded. Another reminder that whilst the ritual remains essentially the same its 'accidental' features can vary considerably from place to place.
Greatly enjoyed the luxury of having so much time to spare ahead of proceedings today. Not sure how to describe the state this engenders. A sort of relaxed alertness, if that makes sense. A letting go around a firm grasp.
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