Ramadan Late Nights, Early Mornings

There is a moment in Ramadan
that belongs to no city
and every city at the same time.

It’s the hour before Fajr.

The streets are quiet, but not asleep.
Lights still glow from windows.
Footsteps move softly.
Shops close slowly.
Homes feel awake in a different way.

In Riyadh.
In Kuala Lumpur.
In Istanbul.
In London.

The air carries the same stillness.

It’s the kind of silence that feels intentional.
Not empty but aware.

Ramadan mornings are different because they are chosen.

You wake up before the sun.
You sit with your thoughts.
You eat slowly.
You drink water with gratitude.

There is no rush for productivity.
No competition for attention.
Just you, the sky shifting colours,
and the quiet reminder that time is sacred.

The beauty of early mornings in Ramadan
is not in what you see.

It’s in what you feel.

Clarity.
Humility.
Presence.

The world feels softer at that hour.
More forgiving.
More honest.

And when the Adhan rises
through different languages
across different continents,
It feels like one rhythm.

Ramadan teaches you that the most powerful moments
are not the loudest ones.

They are the early ones.