Even though it was only three days since Eid Fitr in Finland (which fell on Tuesday, 30 August 2011), you couldn’t really feel the euphoria over here. I know in Indonesia the Eid Fitr is still so strong in the air, your relatives will drag you around visiting their homes. Tough luck, guys.
Anyway, Eid Fitr in Finland is a whole new different level for me. I have experienced Eid Fitr in Singapore on 2007, but it was puny compared to this.
I and The Husband did the Eid prayer in Turku, a town 30 kilometers away from Aura. It was held on Leaf Areena, a sport stadium. One from Indonesia would expect a tidy, nice lining of people going to pray, but HELL NO, not in Finland. The lining was damn right messy. It is customary in Islam that you hold your praying line (shaf) tidy and close to each other. The one that I saw at Leaf Areena was like a picnic party, sitting where they like complete with screaming kids.
When the prayer started, some assholic parents would squish their kids between you and your friend and wouldn’t care if you can’t move freely in your prayer because of the line that got too tight. The screaming kids also didn’t help much with the concentration. They said muslims from different countries differ in their praying style, but really, letting your kids run around?
Not only that, when the prayer finished, some Muslims would leave the area. In my Indonesian Muslim custom, it is obligatory to listen to the speech by the Imam. The speech itself is as important as the prayer. Apparently they didn’t think so. I remember a few years ago on Eid Al – Adha, my Father had an awful diarrhea and we had to leave right after the pray without listening to the speech. Everyone was staring at us hopping to the car and ran away. It was a horrible feeling.
But in the end of the prayer, people from the forum offered free candies to everyone and green balloons to kids. It felt quite nice, since I guessed that this is their way of sharing. After the prayer we went back home and I did 150 minutes of marathon cooking, preparing for Eid dinner for the night. I made the traditional dishes of Eid Fitr in Indonesia, Beef Rendang, Chicken Opor, and Savory Rice.
If in Indonesia we usually ate on Eid Fitr when we wanted to, over here my Mother-in-law introduced me to this Finnish culture of dinner on special events. She arranged the table and even put on a candle. The dinner was nice and calm, unlike eating on Eid in Indonesia. I came to like both of them though, since they both offered different experiences for me.
Anyway, Eid Mubarak, everyone!
Nb: An alternate version of Bahasa Indonesia on this article will be published soon, with more complains in it.
Image courtesy of Dwi Wanna, and Indonesian exchange student in Finland :)