Simple Happiness from Musholla

You know, in Indonesia we can find Mosque and Musholla very easy. We can find it in the corner of the street, in the mall, school, office, basically everywhere. When I first preparing my office relocation, one thought came up in my mind. Where am I gonna pray?

I asked my friend who is assigned in Singapore, she said she has to pray in Nursery room. I was like, WHAT? Even in Singapore where there are a lot of Malay, Indian and even Indonesian they don't provide small little corner to pray??? I cannot dare to think about London where it is thousand miles away from Muslim majority country.

Without any expectation I asked HR in my first day at London office. "Sorry, but is there any muslim that I can contact here? I want to know where they pray."

And she was like.

"Oh my God sorry I forget to tell you. We do have prayer room. I'll email you the details."

O-KAY.

So I'm safe.

In the afternoon she emailed me the directory and said sorry to not informed me earlier.

Then I went downstairs, and you know what?!!

IT IS ACTUALLY A PROPER MUSHOLLA!

Complete with Qibla direction, prayer mat, and mukena.

3 men sholat berjamaah, and I met one of my hijab colleagues there.

It was beyond happy. I almost cried.

Now I understand, if we can have something easily we tend to take it for granted. I've never imagined would be this happy just to find a proper place to pray in a foreign country far away from home.

Thank you my company for being very thoughtful 💕

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