{"id":713,"date":"2013-10-26T21:14:33","date_gmt":"2013-10-27T01:14:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.meadmedia.net\/blog\/?p=713"},"modified":"2013-10-26T21:14:33","modified_gmt":"2013-10-27T01:14:33","slug":"primary-objective","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.meadmedia.net\/blog\/primary-objective\/","title":{"rendered":"Primary Objective"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">Primary Objective<\/span><\/p>\n<p>When an individual fasts he\/she refrains from consuming any sorts of foods and\/or drinks for a period of time, about 16 hours. Hunger is the greatest obstruction for a <i>Saa&#8217;em<\/i> (Arabic for, a person who fasts). \u00a0When an individual overcomes his\/her hunger he\/she promotes a greater discipline for themselves. Hunger is a powerful tool, it is utilized by protestors to arouse guilt in others and it is exercised by religious populations in return for God\u2019s love.<\/p>\n<p>There were 6 seats total at the 6 person rectangle dinner table and all except 1 was occupied. The quiet atmosphere at the dinner table portrayed the unhappy faces of each person. I was fortunate to see that the best seat at the dinner table was unoccupied; therefore, I claimed the middle seat. The middle seat was a quiet space which allowed a cross-table diagonal conversation. Observing the dinner table, the entertainment laid on what was on the table itself and not the seats. In the middle of the table was an oven roasted chicken and around the chicken laid an abundance of food. The table was similar to a traditional Thanksgiving dinner table but without the turkey. A loud malicious <i>growl<\/i>! Noise aroused and was heard by the other members of the dinner table. The noise became unbearable, the <i>growl<\/i> noise continued to repeat in a pattern just like an ostinato in music.<\/p>\n<p>Every time the <i>growl<\/i> noise evoked a burning sensation befell. The burning was produced by the Hydrochloric acid hitting the stomach wall in a fierce manner just like fierce waves hitting the shore. It was obvious that the acid was looking for a prey. Every time the acid hit the stomach wall, the <i>growl <\/i>noise echoed to the esophagus in which the noise became louder and more painful. No one at the dinner table was disturbed by the unbearable noises because they too had the same issue and were focused on something much more important, the clock. <i>Tick tock<\/i>, as 1 minute passed, one person stood up from the dinner table and shouted, \u201cEveryone the time has come to break our fast! The 1<sup>st<\/sup> day of Ramadan is fulfilled.\u201d The person who shouted quickly sat down then swiftly began stuffing his face on the food on his plate. He ate so fast that he looked like he would eventually choke.<\/p>\n<p>The man continued to eat so fast and so much that he demonstrated that his fast was valid, even though no one asked him to validate it. No one spoke at the dinner table; the people all seemed like strangers even though they were close family members. All that could be heard was munching noises. The growling noises dissolved as the food entered their empty stomachs. The people at the dinner table became full within a matter of 5 minutes. They seemed awkward about how a person can become full within 5 minutes after not eating for 16 hours. They enjoyed their time by drinking tea and conversing with each other. One traditional individual looked at me and stated, \u201cHey, do you know the story of the Turkish tea?\u201d I looked at him and replied, \u201cNot really, I just like to drink it everyday.\u201d He scrunched his eyebrows together and asked, \u201cYou drink the tea everyday but you don\u2019t know its importance?\u201d I felt my cheeks getting hotter and hotter, I replied, \u201cPlease explain.\u201d He stated, \u201cThe teacup is the household, the tea leaves are the parents and the liquid of the tea is love. The sugars are the children, when you mix the elements you get a good taste of peace, which every men desire.\u201d The man revealed to me that everything has a meaning in life. After he finished explaining the story of the tea, an old man with a hunch over from years of gravity pushing down on his spine interrupted him and carried him into a conversation about his time in the military in which the wise man turned to him and listened carefully, removing me from their space.<\/p>\n<p>There was a positive atmosphere at the dinner table; everybody felt relieved after getting their most important desire to be fulfilled, the desire of eating food. Each person understood the importance of discipline and the importance of food. The people at the dinner table spoke highly about giving food to the poor as they felt in their position for a moment of time. Ramadan is the month of observance. Muslims who fast during the month of Ramadan not only become closer to Allah but, also become more aware of their environment. The people at the dinner table were blessed to have food in front of them as it was a type of luxury for them for a moment. The house became like a teacup filled with tea, everybody was at peace until sunrise.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Primary Objective When an individual fasts he\/she refrains from consuming any sorts of foods and\/or drinks for a period of time, about 16 hours. Hunger is the greatest obstruction for a Saa&#8217;em (Arabic for, a person who fasts). \u00a0When an individual overcomes his\/her hunger he\/she promotes a greater discipline for themselves. 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