Photo of Ramadan decorations at the mosque by Syamimi Anuar

Ramadan, the ninth month of the Islamic calendar, is a special and exciting time for Muslims. It is a month of fasting, prayer, charity and self-reflection. More than just refraining from food and drink from dawn to sunset, it is a time for spiritual growth, patience and kindness. Each day is an opportunity to strengthen one’s faith and make a positive impact. The month ends with Eid al-Fitr, a joyful celebration of togetherness, thankfulness and the strength to complete the fast. 

Celebrating Ramadan in a different country, away from the traditions and celebrations I’m used to in Malaysia, has allowed me to see the true essence of this holy month. Back in Malaysia, Ramadan is a big deal. Everyone waits for the official announcement on TV to know when it starts, and once it does the whole country feels different. Streets are filled with food stalls at Bazar Ramadan, where you can get all kinds of delicious food such as nasi kerabu, satay, murtabak and kuih-muih. Families and friends gather together for iftar, and mosques are packed for Taraweeh prayers. It is festive, lively and full of togetherness. 

Here in Utica, it feels different. There is no Bazar Ramadan, no big announcements and most people go about their day like normal. At first, it felt strange. I missed the excitement, the crowds and the feeling that the whole country was celebrating with me but I have found my own way to enjoy Ramadan here.

I live with my brother and his family, so at least I don’t have to eat iftar alone! We go to the mosque for Taraweeh prayers, which is always nice because I get to meet new people and feel a sense of belonging. On weekends, we also go for iftar, and the variety of food at the mosque is great. I love the excitement of trying meals from different cultures. What’s even better is that I have friends who respect my faith and are genuinely excited for me during Ramadan, which makes it feel even more special. 

Ramadan in Utica is different, but that’s okay. It has taught me that the holiday isn’t just about the food and atmosphere. It is about faith, patience and finding joy wherever you are. And hey, at least I don’t have to battle the crowds at Bazar Ramadan just to get my favorite food!

Also, here is a fun fact: Fasting during the spring or late winter here is way easier than in Malaysia. The weather is cooler, so I don’t feel as thirsty as I do back home in the heat. That’s a nice bonus.

Even though I miss the Ramadan vibes in Malaysia, I have learned to appreciate the little things like the quiet moments, the kindness around me and the feeling of accomplishment after a long day of fasting. Regardless of where I am, Ramadan will always hold a special place in my heart.