One of the perks of travelling abroad is to get a chance to pray in different part of the worls. Entering Subuh prayer times in a moslem-majority-country airport, it is not difficult to look for mosque (or “mascit”, as they say it here). Here, moslems from around the world gather. No questions asked where you came from, whether you’re sunni or shia, or which moslem president you’re supporting (oh, please). We come and gather here as one brotherhood of Islam. We pray in one common language, common way. And that’s the beauty of Islam. Mungkin yang ribut-ribut cuman kurang piknik 😉