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			Travel 
        notes and photos - Hajj Eid at KSI Nawi Masjid, Stone Town, Zanzibar, 
        January 2005
 Fri 
                Jan 21, 2005 6:23 pm 
 This morning (Friday) I got up at 7 a.m. and got ready. I put 
                on my white kanzoo over my white trousers. I do not have a zanzibari 
                hat!
  At 
                the hotel before walking to masjid
  
                 
                I walked to the new-mosque opposite the Hamam Baths built by the 
                Zanzibar sultan in 1880. I got there at 8.15 a.m. for 8.30 start. 
                
 The hajj Eid proceedings started with a khutba (sermon) in Kiswahili, 
                followed by congregational prayer. There were about seven rows 
                of males standing shoulder to shoulder and so the mosque was almost 
                full up. Their arrangement is that for Ramazan Eid the prayers 
                are at the Old-Mosque in Kiponda suburb of the Stone Town.
  Waiting 
                for Eid prayers to start
 
   
 
   The 
                Khutba (sermon)
 
 
   Shaking 
                hands with each person in a line and stand at the end. It became 
                a huge circle.
 
				I 
                have got to know a few people and so they greeted me warmly.
 On my way back, a few people in the narrow streets would say salamun 
                alaikum to me as they took me for a local zanzibari person - I 
                was wearing my white kanzu. It felt good to have their acceptance 
                as a local.
 
				For 
                the midday Jumma prayers, I did not put on my kanzoo. The Jumma 
                prayer was robust with a khutba (sermon) in kiswahili about the 
                noor of the prophet and Imam Ali's wisdom. After the prayers, 
                in a circular formation each person shook hands with each other 
                ending in a round circle. Then, it was bhiriyani in the imambara 
                (lecture hall) upstairs.  Food 
                being cooked on the ground level, to be raised to upper floor 
                through the gap at top left
 
 
  Bhiriyani 
                is cooked with charcoal both below and on the top
 
 
 
   Metal 
                trays freshly washed and drying, soon to be laid out in the main 
                hall
 
 
  He 
                is very strong; said to me he eats fresh Zanzibari food and so 
                he has a very strong back
 
 
   Pulled 
                up by an old fashioned wynch
 
 
  
 
   
 
   And 
                another one
 
 
   The 
                rice and bhiriyani served into "siniya" (large metal 
                plates) for the people in the hall
 
 
   It 
                really feels like Hajj Eid in this atmosphere
 
 
   My 
                Zanzibari friend Amin Seewji talks to the man sitting next to 
                me while I take the photo
 I 
                man at a desk was taking donations towards the day's bhiriyani. 
                Any amount you want to donate. I paid 2,000 T shillings, about 
                one Pound or two dollars, appears to be the average amount people 
                donated.
 
				I 
                went to the back of the ground floor. There were three "dhegg" 
                (Large metal pots) with woof fire underneath and charcoal on top 
                of the metal covers. Two were rice, one was the bhiriyani sauce. 
                I took photos of each of the three pots being raised by chain 
                pulley and large wynch with a manual handle. There were many lead 
                "sinya" (large metal plates) washed and drying. Food 
                was served on these sinya brought in to people sitting on a long 
                sheet of cloth on floor. People were sitting in twos and threes. 
                I sat with my friend, an EAcircle participant, Amin Seewji and 
                a young man from the patisserie on the main tourist street in 
                Shangani. I looked for a spoon but almost all people were eating 
                in the traditional way, pulling a portion of rice to their side 
                of the sinya and eating with fingers. 
				It 
                was such a lovely atmosphere. Then I sat outside on the ledge 
                alongside the front of the building. Chatted, gave money to kids 
                doing Eid Collection. Walked back and had an afternoon nap after 
                the heavy bhiriyani. 
				Most 
                of the shops were closed as were the Post Office and banks. People 
                and children were walking around wearing new clothes and shoes, 
                jovial, visiting family and friends. |