A strange feeling of quiet, contemplation seems to engulf me when Shabe-barat comes.
I make my own resolution to be a better Muslim, better wife, better mother, and better sister and so on. I make this promise to myself like it is for the first time.
The new enthusiasm sets in. I gain an insight into my lost self that has been buried under pressures of work, family, school and kids.
I rediscover the passion that I had as a child with a thirst for knowledge, those endless questions, wanting those answers. I then realise that the answers have been there all along. They have just
been waiting for me to find the time to discover them.
As featured in the Ramadhan Diary in the Lancashire Telegraph.