Naoozobillah I have no intention of making fun of this beautiful sunnat but we all are weak humans and many times started to become part of a blessed majlis in a very non-blessed way.
When I seriously started performing Taraweeh in our local mosque in Karachi, I was 15 or so. Our tarweeh used to happen in the open courtyard of our mosque. Nice cool summer night breeze and all.
Our hafiz sahab used to burp a lot. All of us guys used to stand in the last row of Jamaat (that we used to join only when hafiz sahab performed the first rukoo) and count the burps of hafiz sahab and every time he did that, we started to giggle. Sometimes we got the scolding of some elders after the salaam, other times we useed to run back towards the back right after the jamat was over.
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Mom, my 3 sisters and I offer the taraweeh prayers together and two of my sisters have a habit of bursting out laughing in the middle of the prayer … something as simple as a sneeze makes them giggle! mom says t’is shaitaan!
By the way, Ramadan is starting on the 12th isn’t it? I’m just after confusing myself!
thats how it was ... i remember htey use to do some long surat in friday fajar too ... same thing hten ... my dad use to make m go with him for 5 prayers ... i was allowed to leave after isha before taraveeh ... but i use to stay sometime but it was always too long ... i think i was 11 or 12 then
I use to like to go with my father to Masjid to offer Taraweh in UAE as the Mosque was a bit far from home. I use to like the total change ( I dont know but I use to feel a total change of people's relation timing and more spiritual about religion during Ramadan), and use to like it very much. Although it happened 2-3 times that I was feeling so tired and lazy that when I was going in RUkoo I couldnt hold myself on my legs and hit the next person in Rukoo. :p
Although I felt a lot embarrassment after that, as it just happened due to non concentration.
Can't remember the first time, but I went regularly one year to taraweeh back when I was teaching, and my evenings were actually free. I was stressed out about a lot of things going on from livlihood to personal life issues to family issues, and it just helped so much to go there each night.
I'm going to try this month to do that. Maybe it wont happen every night , but at least a few nights in the week, might be really helpful. I've been such a spazball these days, I think it'll help loosen me up.
My parents weren't dedicated to read taraweeh prayers until later on in their lives. I used to pray with my phoopho and I use to lose count of the prayers. She taught me to count on the threads of the janamaz. Something I still do today.
It was my duty to handover the mithai on 27th . I use to be the project manager . It was always fun , telling guys how should we approach the crowed , and how we can stop people from having 2 dabaz
Now I am back , so may be I’ll have to do it again . Lets see
I can't remember how old I was at the time. I just remember being told that in the Taraweeh, we finish the whole Quran and I thought it was all going to be in one night. So that was the first night of Taraweeh. Once it was done, then I told my friends we just finished the whole Quran. That's the first one, though not the most interesting one.
I used to be very young when I started going with to taraweeh with Abbi and my uncle. It was a very small mosque and barely 10 ppl used to come for taraweeh out of which two were from my family, lol. So I never got a chance to have fun like I later saw the kids or young ones do. I used to go through all 20 taraweeh standing. For the first three years consecutively, they gave me some money as appreciation token in khatm-e-quran nights. Later they realized that this kid has grown old now so they stopped it. :D
That certainly is the best memories of my initial days of taraweeh. :)
We always used to talk while the prayer was going on..and giggle and nudge eachother...or do other things to make the other person laugh. A lot of times we would just leave after the prayers would start.
The younger boys from our street decided to run a sprint in mosques yard.(Mousqe was huge)
Now one of the older boy was entering the yard, he was so quick.
He picked up a sleeper and ran so quickly. The boys who were bent down for starting running(get set go style), this dude start hitting their rare with the sleeper. Now who ever gets sleeper on the bum would run to wards jamat and pretend to be praying.
Like as his sleeper was triggering them. And they did not even look back who hit them.
instead of sprint they one by one ran towards taraweehs
so that dude with sleeper would go to heaven for making them pray
Here's another really nice Taraweeh related experience, though I didn't really get to see it myself. When they tell me about it, it's like I was there. This wasn't in Taraweeh, but happened right before Taraweeh one night...It was the year of the ice storm. We were using a unit in one brother's triplex as a musalla.
One night, when some brothers went there for Taraweeh, they saw this cop coming out of the musalla. He had gone there to investigate what was going on in the place. Now everywhere it was very slippery due to the freezing rain that kept falling those days. So when the cop gets to the steps, he slips down the steps while holding onto the railing. He slipped down all the way to the small walkway at the end of the steps. Once he started walking on the walkway, he then slipped again, falling on his back.
All the brothers who had gathered there for Taraweeh started laughing at him. Even his partner, who was waiting for him in the squad car started laughing at him. Some brothers had a hard time not laughing in Taraweeh that night.
I started praying Taraweeh when I was around 12/13. Me, my mum and my younger sister pray together at home while the lads go to the mosque. My sister laughs at any little thing and she always gets a telling off from mum
My brother was telling me about taraweeh at the mosque, he says so many people fart when they go down for sajda because they over stuff themselves at Iftaar The worst thing is they pretend it wasn’t them and carry on praying without doing wudhu again!
mom says t’is shaitaan!
. It was always fun , telling guys how should we approach the crowed , and how we can stop people from having 2 dabaz 
We were like 14-16 years old.
tum se yehi tawaqqu thee
The worst thing is they pretend it wasn’t them and carry on praying without doing wudhu again!