my parents called me at one o'clock in the morning, after i had closed my eyes for about five minutes, to wake me up to pray because they think tonight is the night of lailatul qadar. this is the first time they ever call me here. to tell the truth, i was taken by surprised, especially since i had called and talked to them earlier tonight. obviously i wouldn't wake up right away, sleep was too precious to let go. but it would have make me feel guilty if i don't wake up at all, hence here i am, eating cheese sandwich and waiting for fajar.