Friday, December 23, 2011


It is difficult to describe just how dull Christmas day can be for the little Muslim children of America’s ‘burbs.  Time creeps to a sloth’s pace as one waits for friends to finish their revelry, and for shops and markets to open once more. To pass the time, I would faithfully watch the misadventures of Ralphie in A Christmas Story, besotted with the Red Ryder BB Gun, his heart’s sole desire.


No longer a resident of the suburbs, I now live in the one city of the world that lights its shops and plies its trade, come holiday, hell or high water.  But the great blizzard of 2010 trapped all New Yorkers indoors for a period of three endless days, during which time little was playing on television save this classic flick.  Three successive viewings of the film played in the background as I read feverishly for a comprehensive exam in Islamic travel literature and paced the apartment in which I was literally trapped.  By the time I got to a passage about Baghdadi ‘Abbasid travelers so heavily bundled in layers as they prepared to travel north to the frontier edges of dar al-Islam that they could no longer walk nor mount their rides, I looked up to catch a glimpse of the classic scene of Ralphie’s brother so smothered in puffy zippered warm things that he could no longer move the arms distended on either side of his snowsuits.   



I had to laugh at this weird nexus, but it was strange enough that I firmly resolved not to watch A Christmas Story again for at least a couple of years.

Christmas time is upon us again, and my new sister in law is planning to visit with my eldest brother for the weekend.  She asked me what we might do to pass the time together.  I was hard pressed for an answer, since we have no particular tradition for Christmas, and asked her if we ought to consider baking a gingerbread house.  But I didn’t reveal the real prospect that this weekend has to offer the Mahmood household: a face off between the New York Jets and the New York Giants.  You could not ask for a more tailor made event to bring each member of our very eclectic family in front of the same screen.  It might not be the warmest and fuzziest celebration, since allegiances under the same roof are not united.  But it will make for a historic Christmas weekend.  A Jets victory over the Giants would set just the right tone for a Triumphant Underdog 2012.  Merry Christmas to all, a Happy New Year, and GJH!

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