faisal masjid is walking distance from my grandparents' place. jummah is fun [by the way, jummah mubarak] but i have my protests. khutba is only in arabic without any translation. womenz be talking during the khutba. lining up for prayer is a hassle. and by that i mean it's a nightmare. last week fat lady sat on my leg and gave me that pinch that's her weight against the ground. after she shoved me to line me up with her toes instead of her heels. menz be eyein' right after the salah. body odor. but you know what. alhumdulillah. nothing like praying in the open on a cool marble floor. can't wait for today.