"JAN 22 — I was raised a Muslim in Malaysia. This included learning how to recite the Koran at an elderly neighbour’s house, and then continuing to an Iqra Institute which was based in a commercial area nearby at the time.
When I was much younger, about two decades ago, Maghrib prayers were a family affair, with my dad at the helm. Goofing off during these prayers were strictly frowned upon, and led to being caned. Corporal punishment at the time was not much of an issue in the 80s even with those cheesy “Jangan Dera Anak Anda” ads on television.
Heading into the 90s, Thursday nights were Maghrib prayers followed subsequently by reading the Surah Yassin. It wasn’t long before this led to further trips to the mosques and suraus for tarawikh prayers during Ramadhan, and perhaps even my now personally frowned upon moment of actually wanting to be an ustaz. "
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