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ENG 101
Mr.Waltman
Memoir essay
This was the first poem I ever knew was written in a language which I didn’t understand, because
I was in India and I didn’t learn Arabic there. Being a Muslim it is our custom to pray for five
times. When I was five I used to see my family members to do the prayers but I didn’t understand
the words what they were murmuring. I just leant the way they were doing. But my grandfather
made me learn about the prayers which enabled me to understand about the concept of our prayers.
it was very difficult for my grandfather to do five times prayers so we did it every evening when
my grandfather announced that it was the time of name. I also started doing “Wudhu” which is a
kind of pre prayer ablution like drawing water for the face wash, hair, head , arms and also the
feet. Then we all gathered in the bedroom, or the living room so that we could spread our mats for
the prayers. I was too small but I remembered that my grandfather, my mother and my siblings
were doing prayers and making some postures and murmuring some words. I was not able to
understand the words they murmured but I imitated them and learnt the postures of the prayers as
I used to do the same at that time of prayers. All of them used to do prayers quietly for devotion.
I would just watch my family when I was too small mimicking their movements. there words were
whispered which were not audible so I was not able to understand those words so instead of
listening the sound I used to focussed on the entire process which they were doing. I was just
watching the way of my facing was doing and I did the same as cupping my hands before my face
as if they were full of water. after that I splash my hands up to my ears, bending my waist and
kneeling.
The language which was used in Namaz was Arabic and I was not able to understand Arabic very
well. So we were not able to understand to repeat these gorgeous, rendering strings of sounds
together as a way to build the string with god. I just moved the postures along with my family, and
listened to their words which were whispered, I also watched all this with reverence and
fascination. My grandfather was my idol so I was not aware about the prayers but the only thing I
wanted was that I wanted to be like him which inspired me to write about the fascination of prayers.
When I was six years old and my grandfather was watching my fascination about the prayers, he
decided that was the time to teach me about saying prayers. He wrote Arabic words using English
alphabets and spelled phonetically, in various colourful inks. He then laminated that paper and
spent hours together to teach me about the words of prayer. The lines would say “alham dulillahi
rabbil, ar rahman ir rahim.” he taught me to sound together. I just lean up towards my grandfather’s
lips and got the perfect happiness in the magical music which was coming from him. Both of us
practiced together moving through the postures. We were enjoying, laughing and sometime I just
forgot some words but I learnt by the time . It didn’t take long before I had mastered it. I was so
proud after learning about the prayers. My grandfather too was proud of me as, my learning was
exact the same language and postures which was spoken by the prophet himself.
I learnt that if the prayers are making a place holy, then these prayers are having some divine
energy which can move throughout the human body. I also learnt about the Arabic word “ ruh”
which means the spirit and the breath which is the most essential element of the prayers which is
directing , bridling the breathe spirit through a kind of focused music. So the music of hymning
directly to god was my first experience of mellifluous charged language which is the base of my
understanding of poetry as a craft. I learnt the real meaning of the prayers which changed me from
my inner depth. Doing prayers and loving the music of the prayer made me learn about the spiritual
love for music which speak enough beauty of breathe and spirit to earn the god’s attention. I learnt
the about the breath and spirit and the holy faith on prayers which is essential to understand about
the prayers. I learnt the way to direct the breath spirit through a kind of focused music. Hymning
directly to god is the music which I learnt through leaning the prayers which was my first conscious
experience of my life. I was so inspired by the music of the prayers that I started writing which
becomes a meditative practice. there is no way to stop writing in my life and I always address love,
fear, death, family , god in my poems as I learnt from my early age language about the beauty of
No one can separate me from my writing of the poems as I am writing from my spiritual life and
understand that Venn diagram would just be a big circle. I always work on the divine of love, fear,
death, family, god and others which first to be courted. I learnt about mystery which is provided
I am encourage about the feed back of my writing so that I can develop better skills of writing and
rectify my mistake which helps me in gaining more knowledge about the writing. I feel glad to get
the feedback from my companions which help me in proof reading the writing. One of my
companions gave the feedback about the composition of the co tent of writing. I took it seriously
and positively and added many details about writing. I tried to solve the issues which were
positive. It is the permanent solution of the problems in writing which enhances the writing skills.