After a couple of years of Eids passing quietly due to the epidemic, finally, we are probably feeling safe enough to relax a little and celebrate Eid the way it should be – thanks to all the doses of vaccines and to all the people who had gotten them.

It was the third time Mom called me in just about two hours. The first time I was in an important meeting, the second time I had just taken a short break between meetings to take a leak, and the third time I was parked in front of my laptop desperately trying to finish a report before heading for my weakly badminton game with some of my health-conscious colleagues who were in their mid-fifties, same as me, and didn’t appreciate the rebellious belly that kept on pushing up.