My Hajj : A Journey of Reflection & Rejuvenation

As millions of Muslims are travelling to Mecca, Saudi Arabia now for the annual Hajj this weekend, I being one of the past pilgrims reflect on what it meant to me and its profound impact on me. This is what it was like when I performed Hajj with my spouse way back in 2022, right after COVID only by the Almighty's grace. I trust the similar emotions I shared with a few in the past that every pilgrim must be going through now...

I just remember that sheer excitement. A combination of nerves and heightened euphoria. I wasn’t sure how I would feel when I stood before the Kab'aah. Holding my spouse’s arm tightly as waves of people overtook us; I was in complete amazement. Considering all the history in this same spot, the footsteps of so many that had travelled before by camel, foot and now, many air miles, I was filled with joy and a surreal sense of peace.

This was the center of Islam and the Ka’bah signified a place of unity for Muslims irrespective of background or race. I felt incredibly blessed to be among a fraction of the 1 million Muslims who made it to the Hajj in person.

Pilgrims circumambulating The Kaa'ba the (most sacred site in Islam)

Experiencing the Middle East summer for the first time, I found the 44-degree heat to be a new and exhilarating sensation. The diversity of people from the Muslim world embarking on their journeys was truly inspiring. Many were driven by unwavering determination, walking for hours in the scorching heat with nothing more than the clothes they had on. Surprisingly, most of them were much older than us; for some, our plane journey from Mumbai, India was their first-ever flight experience!

Our Hajj journey commenced in Mina, a neighbourhood in Mecca, where we resided in expansive white tents adorned with magnificent Persian-style rugs. Each encampment was segregated by country. I shared a space with 70 other gentlemen, reminiscent of a grand sleepover, amidst the sweltering heat of our camp. Inside, a wonderful ambience prevailed as stories and snacks were shared, momentarily distancing us from the worries of home.

The main day of the Hajj takes place at the plains of Arafat, where the Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, delivered his final sermon. He emphasized the equality of all people, the importance of treating women with respect, and the absence of any superiority based on race, with only good deeds and piety distinguishing individuals. According to the teachings of Muslims and the Prophet, every sincere supplication made by a pilgrim during the Hajj is not rejected by the Almighty on the day of Arafat. This year in India, it will fall on Sunday, the 16th of June 2024.

During my time surrounded by men and women deep in supplication, praying for a better life in this world and the hereafter, unfortunately, I became very sick. It was a combination of the heat, too much liquid, and not eating enough. However, I am grateful to my spouse and family for the love and care I received. The journey of Hajj is a social one. Even if you are alone, someone will be there to offer a hand, a cold drink, and a smile.

After a much-needed cup of tea, we were transported to Muzdalifah, an open and dusty location. Hajj pilgrims arrive at Muzdalifah in the evening after spending the entire day in Arafat. I vividly remember the sight of millions of us sleeping on the ground until sunrise. It was truly fascinating to see each country's delegation with their corresponding ID cards, flags, and colored bags to ensure everyone's safety. It was quite heartwarming to notice that even during my Hajj journey, you could generally recognise the Indians from the other pilgrims because they excelled at queuing and were always courteous. While many people claim to have had a great sleep in Muzdalifah, for me, it simply made me more grateful for the comforts of home.

In the final days, we completed the Jamaraat, symbolizing the stoning of the devil in the real story of Prophet Abraham. The scorching sun beat down as we walked, and amidst us was an elderly lady in a wheelchair. Despite the intense heat, she remained composed and serene. As a young person, I marvelled at her resilience, realising the strength of so many others in similar situations.

Symbolic "Stoning of the Devil" Rituals at Jamaraat

In the Hajj journey, the truest form of Islam is evident. Any form of hate is incompatible with the collective betterment and worship of one God that Muslims strive for. His ordeal vividly highlights the reality that many Muslims face in their pursuit of spirituality.

The journey of Hajj brought many profound realizations to my heart. I remember the heartfelt lectures before embarking on the trip, highlighting the significance of sacrifice and enduring the struggles with patience. Unexpectedly, I encountered uncomfortable realities that tested my sense of comfort. Life presents us with various challenges, but it is our attitudes and responses that shape how we navigate them

For all the buzzwords used to describe Hajj, there isn’t any single adjective that can do it justice. Hajj is hard, Hajj is powerful, Hajj is inspiring, but ultimately, Hajj is a “change” . I pray to the almighty to make all of us succeed in this life & the life hereafter & also bless me with another Hajj for a change ..Aameen.