Oh my Allah, it is so hot. Yesterday, of all days, when we decided to spend the day outdoors at a local botanical garden, was the hottest day for that date in 95 years. It was an uncharacteristic 95 degrees. At the time, while we were outside, I had no idea what the temperature was. I thought it was probably 80 or so, which it should normally be, and I was wondering why I could hardly stand it. Come to find out this morning that it was indeed hellishly hot, and there is nothing wrong with my internal thermometer. Whew!
Today, the heat was back. Unrelenting it is. The only thing that makes it slightly bearable is praying. Sounds odd, and not something I’ve noticed before, I don’t think. But, at the end of dhuhr salaah, I felt about 15 degrees cooler. And the process repeated for ‘Asr. I wonder if it will repeat for Maghrib…which I’m off to pray right now.
Oh, this is murder. What will hell be like? I hope I don’t have to find out. I can’t handle this, as it is. Oh my Allah, I didn’t even realize there is an air-conditioner right next to me that I can turn on!!! It’s official, the heat has fried my brain.