ONE of the fondest memories I have about Ramadan involved not fasting. I was about 13, and was hiding in my grandmother’s kitchen to eat lunch when my younger, pesky brother walked in on me.
His scream of Along tak puasa! reverberated through our predominantly non-Muslim neighbourhood.
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