"Everything is known when the test comes - both friendship and love. Until the test, everyone praises their love and friendship..."

How right the person who told me these words is. At that time, it was the middle of Ramadan, and although the time was approaching the evening after a century, the summer heat had not decreased even a little, I closed my ears tightly with my palms in order not to hear the sound of the rushing water (how pleasant!) and I realized the meaning of the above sentences.

My eyes are full of tears, my heart is breaking from being crushed, I can't raise my hand, I'm like a sick person. My throat is sore, but it looks like water. When will it be evening?

God, what am I thinking? Is this gratitude? What will I gain from such a fast except hunger and thirst all day? "All the works of my servants that are not seen by people (praying, giving charity, giving zakat) are for themselves, and their fasting is for Me, and I will give their reward." In this situation, praise be to the Most High, who is driving me to drink ice-cold water to my heart's content.

After the evening...

Indeed, the value of everything is known when the test comes. It is easy to talk about love for God and love for Rasulullah sallallahu alayhi wa sallam. In the words of one of my friends, "we used to think we were fasting, but the real Ramadan is happening now" (my friend, who knows Arabic well, also pointed to the meaning of the word Ramadan. Because "Ramadan" is derived from the Arabic word "ar-ramad", "ar-ramdo" means that the sun heats up like an oven).

I seem to have understood the wisdom of many things during that Ramadan. For example, until now, I have read the hadith many times that says: "There are two joys for a fasting person: one is when he opens his mouth, and the other is when he fasts and approaches God with a bright face." I have felt the joy of Iftar many times, but... not as much as during Ramadan. Every time I open my mouth and drink water, I feel it spreading to my veins and body as energy, and unlike other Ramadans, I say from my heart the blessed sentences inherited from the Messenger of Allah, may God bless him and grant him peace: "Thirst is gone, veins are moistened, the reward has become cash, insha'Allah" (Abu David's narration).

"Whoever spends the nights of Ramadan believing in the reward and praying with the intention of achieving it, his previous sins will be forgiven." It seems that I understood the wisdom of this hadith during that Ramadan. Put the taroveh, it seems better to read the night before dawn, intending to go to sleep in the evening; but thinking about how many people in the world are suffering from hunger and thirst, my parents who are fasting in the heat, my liver, and my loved ones, praying for them, asking for forgiveness for our sins, and hoping to obtain divine mercy, gives strength to my tired body, and I seem to understand them standing on the prayer.

I am grateful to my sister who prepares iced tea and juices for hungry people every day.

We are slaves, we are weak, and on top of that, we are treated differently in the workplace... When I get angry, my mouth is dry from thirst and I am not embarrassed that I can't make sentences, but thinking that my colleague who is trying to fight is also fasting and suffering like me, my anger turned into compassion. Blessed sentences come to my mind: "Do not speak evil words while fasting and do not ride the horse of anger." I am happy - another piece of wisdom.

In Ramadan in Cancer...

"Therefore, with every difficulty there is relief. Indeed, with every difficulty there is ease" (Sharh, 5-6).

God's promise is true! To this day, I have never seen a problem without seeing the light. That Ramadan was a real test, but I lived feeling the lights and lightness of the test every day, every moment. I am on the threshold of this year's test hoping to feel those joys again - with body, soul preparation and again... with fear.

God, You make us capable of trials. With your great grace, you gave me the happiness of feeling the joys of iftar to the fullest extent. We hope that the second joy of your fate, the greatest joy, the sweetest dream of a believing heart - the happiness of reaching your Great Day. Make this Ramadan blessed and good for us, Lord!

Zumrad Foziljon's daughter