tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503236164406200711.post2518088006522566360..comments2023-10-28T09:10:11.749-04:00Comments on To define is to limit.: the little pilgrimageSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04020549348509508380noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503236164406200711.post-35889747964495793632009-06-22T07:58:39.079-04:002009-06-22T07:58:39.079-04:00yeah it's easier to go alot when you live in j...yeah it's easier to go alot when you live in jeddah i think cuz it's just like an hour drive up and back. <br />lol at least i dont feel bad about not liking zamzam before. i guess its an acquired taste. <br />and omg yeah i cant believe i forgot that, it's a big one.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04020549348509508380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503236164406200711.post-45212197855608496382009-06-21T14:20:49.775-04:002009-06-21T14:20:49.775-04:00I'm Maha by the way, lujy just made this cool ...I'm Maha by the way, lujy just made this cool nickname for me, so I'm sticking with it lool<br />So you go every year mashalllah. I think I only went once or twice, and the first time doesn't count because I was completely lost because everything was huge and beautiful and I didn't know how to cope with it lool<br />But zamzam, ast'3afurallah, I don't like the taste of it :/<br /><br />Oh and I wanted to add another dislike:<br />*people who talk on their cellphones whether it's bil9afa wilmarwa or anywhere during the 3umra, it's just wrong!Mahoneynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503236164406200711.post-28802497603435667482009-06-21T06:11:38.149-04:002009-06-21T06:11:38.149-04:00when i was younger i hated zamzam, though i wouldn...when i was younger i hated zamzam, though i wouldnt admit it. and i would take a cup and regret it the rest of the day because the taste stayed in my mouth. i like it now, though.<br />and most people now just carry their shoes with them in a plastic bag or whatever, but i remember the wonder i felt every time i found them still outside after the hour or so it took us to finish.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04020549348509508380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503236164406200711.post-90809184921705317942009-06-21T05:32:25.537-04:002009-06-21T05:32:25.537-04:00i was just talking about it with my dad.
i rememb...i was just talking about it with my dad. <br />i remember when i first saw the ka3ba, i was shocked by how big it was. i remember constructing mini versions of it in kindergarten and drawing it in third grade. in my head, it was no bigger than a medium sized living room. i went and saw how big it was and nearly died.<br />i also remember the cold marble, i really, really to this day still remember the feeling of it. and the richness of color of the rugs and the ceilings and the chandeliers.<br />i remember the mineraly taste of zamzam, and how i had to fight the gagging reflex. i thought i was a bad muslim, you know, like devils how they can't handle holy water haha.<br />andddd, i remember the fear i had about leaving my shoes outside, because my dad insisted. i was like no for sure they're gonna get stolen.The Procrastinatorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07228405074952912055noreply@blogger.com