I was only good for two whole days of Ramadan. I just couldn’t not eat anything past sun-up on account that I couldn’t wake myself up at 4 a.m. to eat. Eating at 7:20 p.m. was too late too. I usually eat dinner around 4, so I guess you can say I couldn’t make the adjustment. Eating that late, when I woke up, I felt as if I’d just pushed back from the table the next morning and I wasn’t eating that much on an empty stomach. Interestingly enough, one of the Muslim women said her stomach felt really full in the mornings too.
There’s one Muslim chick here from South Africa who tickles me. I asked her, “How do you go without the water?” ’cause I kinda figured she wasn’t and she wasn’t. She told me while walking real fast to her villa, “I’m getting to my place as soon as I can. Going without water in this heat is not normal.” The other part is that right before Ramadan, her beau-friend flew in from Germany and she took the day off while everybody was off the compound. Need I say more? She’s going to the Phillipines soon to the beach and one Muslim woman asked her did she wear a bikini. The South African told her yeah but she’s gonna quit soon. I don’t know if she says that about smoking cigarettes too. It’s none of my business.
Another Muslim chick here, from the U.K., won’t eat in front of folks during fasting time but once she gets back to her villa, before sundown mind you, it’s on like a bag of popcorn. She ain’t stuttin’ no fast, okay? I reckon it’s just as hard for them as it was for me. What I find among the Muslim women here is that they’re very concerned about what others, especially Muslims, think of them. It’s always, “People are going to think…” or “What did they say about me?” They don’t like being on the outs with each other but they have just as many issues among each other than anybody else.
You’re not supposed to gossip either during Ramadan but they still do it. One Muslim chick was asked why she liked Ramadan the other evening at this dinner we went to at another woman’s place. The food was bumdiggety damn good too, by the way. Well, the Muslim chick went, ”Because it’s all about Allah, doing well, having a clean heart, not gossiping…” and yaddah damn yaddah. Lying self! She’s been talking about folk the whole time. I even stayed away from her at work so she could be a good Muslim woman during Ramadan but she’d come over to my villa some evenings talking about folks. Shit, folks are folks, just wearing a different costume.