Amid the houses lining the darkened streets recovering from the summer heat, a corner in South Glendale remains buzzing with excitement throughout the night.
Cars have exhausted available street space. The pitter-patter of footsteps can be heard walking toward the growing aroma of biryani and shish kebabs neatly stacked in large aluminum tins. Men and women are gathered here, diligently preparing to break their fast and indulge in the evening Islamic meal known as Iftar.
It is the first night of Ramadan, a holy time for Muslims, who — between a month-long dawn-to-dusk fast — spiritually recharge themselves with prayer and reflection. It's a time to put things in the right perspective, I'm told, a time where Muslims undergo retraining to remind them of their faith and responsibility to fellow human beings, to the environment and the deprived, among other things.