Grand Mosque

How Grand could my quick trip to Abu Dhabi get than by ticking the Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque off my bucket list! Coming to Grand Mosque was an actual twist of fate, unintentional and unexpected. But I have always believed in the famous saying that things happen for a reason. Believe it or not, before all of this, I had just come from sobs and tears streaming down my face. (Tell me about it) But only at the mere sight of humongous white domes and pillars against cloudless blue skies under the powerful Arab sun made me feel what heaven might be (is) like. The Grand Mosque echoes the Emirati Heritage of Islamic Architecture. And for the first time, I felt privileged to be covered in full black Abaya showing only the beauty of the face, just like a Muslim Woman's way of life. I was brought to a still, soaking up the Emirate in all it's Islamic glory. Coming to Grand Mosque was like finding an oasis in the middle of the desert. Telling me that there is always something out there bigger and greater than us. Plus, making a new friend! ;)

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

"In the Name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful."

Festival of Lights

The family were on the move again attending the first ever Dubai Festival of Lights. The event (or exhibition) was stationed at the promenade of Dubai Mall where you stroll the area to see the light shows and displays. It was more like "Feast for the Eyes", we had our "oooh" and "ahhhh" moments. I suddenly remember some local boys who yelled "This is Dubai, live your lives!" (chuckles here) We cousins also had the time to bond, share good laughs and jumps! You have no idea how jumping is a big part of our bonding! (There are a whole lot of hilarious jumps, I just put the blog-worthy ones here haha!) But what struck me the most (and never fails to amaze me) is the gorgeous fountain show that night. Feast your eyes!

 

     

Just when we're about to leave, the background music started to play and the fountains were coming to life. I was tearing up while watching and listening to what seemed like African beats. The song which the waters were dancing to is "Baba Yetu" by Christopher Tin, finding out it meant the "Our Father" prayer in Swahili. No wonder I felt like crying, I was blessed and really moved to witness that show. Couldn't help but share this with you all.