I think I started to practise fasting when I was in standard two. That was in 1978. Like other kids, I didn't manage to fast for the whole Ramadhan month. Half day fasting was very normal. Or commonly known as 'Puasa Yang Yok, Pagi Pagi Buka Periuk'. Fortunately I didn't break my fast in the morning but only after reaching home from school estimatedly at about 1.00 pm.
That was many years ago. Gradually after a few years of observing fasting, I managed to fast for the whole month. Breaking fast was the moment we waited eagerly everyday for us kids. My mother would prepare kuih and some other meals which in today's standard was a lot!
In 1986, a terrible 'accident' happened during Ramadhan. The 'accident' was the 'reason' why I couldn't fast for the whole of Ramadhan month till present moment. I was down with food poisoning, and it was my own mistake. I wanted to have 'sambal ikan bilis' and bought a can of the said sambal from a nearby supermarket. Little did I know that the 'sambal ikan bilis' was no more suitable for consumption.
I was technically bedridden for a few days, and ate very little since I was very ill and couldn't stand any smell. I would throw out just by the smell of rice. I was very naive then and quite stubborn when I never seek any medical treatment.
The price of being naive? I am now having gastritis and basically a strange one. I can get one when my stomach is extremely empty, or when I am full, or for unknown reason or taking exposed meal. I learn to take a precaution measure and develop my own precaution technique.
I will take the precaution measure when my stomach tells me 'it is gastritis time...'
I will find a place, private place is a must, and force fart. In other word, I force myself to fart until there is no more gas in my stomach!
But that can be succesful when I am fully awake, but not when I am sleeping.
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