(Acknowledgement: Thanks to b yark of youtube for publicly sharing his nice morning prayer video. As a peaceful visitor of Jakara, I prefer not to download my own video so that my location remains undisclosed.)
Back in the days when I was living in East Kalayaan, Subic Bay, my Korean neighbor’s daily voice practice @ 6 am had been a welcome alarm clock. He was a tenor. Our common backyard park facing the foreste was his stage.
I never had the chance to get to know him. It was a short-lived private opera that I enjoyed only for a few months. I heard he was ejected by his landlord because he was unable to pay his rent.A sad, sad affair.At sunset today, in Jakarta: I’ve revisited that quiet joy I experienced in my old address in Kalayaan. Since arriving in this city, I find listening to Islamic prayer songs a soulful, peaceful experience. The apartment where my husband Wiel & I live must have been surrounded by 3 or 4 mosques- judging from the songs that emanate from different quarters.