The Diary game. A Day of Grafting, Gardening, and Gratitude in Ramadan

Greetings, dear friends, how are you all? I hope you all are fine and enjoying your day. I wish for you all good health, wealth and a prosperous time ahead. Today I am here to share with you yet another day of my life and I hope you all will get time to read and know about one more day of my life and also find it worthwhile to read and vote.

We are going through the holiest month of the Islamic calendar, Ramadan, and following its tenets. I have been fasting for the past 20 days, and now my body seems to have transformed a little and has also become accustomed to the harsh conditions. The whole sleep cycle changes in this beautiful month, and Muslims rise very early to have the pre-dawn meal before the actual sunrise. I did the same today. I got up early at 4 AM, and after performing ablution, I went to have the early pre-dawn meal with my parents. Even after waking up at 4 AM, I was a little late compared to the other members of the family because I spent some time doing physical exercise in the corridor. After finishing the meal, I went to the morning prayers at the nearby mosque. Going to the mosque these days is quite pleasing, as a number of people can be seen there praying and worshipping. After finishing the prayers, I returned home and then went to bed for a second spell of sleep.

I was in a deep sleep when my mother called me and told me that the gardener had arrived, whom I had asked for help in creating a beautiful lawn in the backyard. I was quite hesitant at first, but I couldn’t avoid it, so I got up and went straight to see him in the backyard. He had brought with him the necessary equipment for building a good lawn, such as a roller and grass. The gardener immediately started his work, and I stayed there to observe how he was doing his task. It was a good experience, as it helped me learn about new things, different varieties of grass, and the essential maintenance activities required to keep a lawn green.

Right behind our house is an orchard, which was originally owned by my grandfather. He later transferred the ownership to my mother. Now, with the orchard being amethyst and consisting of trees of the same species, pollination has become a challenge due to the lack of diversity. To address this issue, farmers have adopted a technique of grafting each tree with one or two branches from different varieties to enhance pollination. Today, my father had also arranged for someone to perform grafting, and I spent some time there learning a bit about the technique.

Later, when the grafting work was done, my father asked me to accompany the person to a different orchard located at the edge of the village, where the same activity was to be carried out. I accompanied him, and while he did his job, I stayed to assist him if needed.

In the evening, I returned home, and it was time to break the fast. I was in a hurry to make preparations for iftar. All our family members sat together and broke the fast, after which I headed to the mosque to offer the evening prayers. After returning from the mosque, I had an early dinner and then went back to the mosque to offer the special Ramadan prayers called Tarawih, which took me more than an hour. After that, I returned home, went straight to bed, and called it a day.

It was all about my day.Thank you for going through my post. Have a great time ahead.