“Bilehh gandu” : Where did the Maldivian habit of chewing areca nuts appear from?

“Adafi kolhu”, “Hedhi bilehh gan’du” , “bilehh gan’du”, “foahh kolheh”, “dhufaa echethi”….all of these local terms are referred to one very persistent habit embedded in the Maldivian society.

Chewing areca (betel) nuts after a meal or in-between meals is as common in our culture as drinking water after meals.
Due to a social standing of associating areca nut chewing with an adult habit, it is often not permitted by parents for kids younger than 13 to 15 years to chew areca nuts in most of the urban districts and cities of Maldives.
However, in the more rural islands, kids as young as 7 to 8 years..or even younger.. are allowed to consume it.
This is how common it is.

While it may be the fact that education is the reason for having a negative stand when it comes to kids chewing areca nuts, it may entirely be that chewing areca nuts is viewed to be as much of a “bad habit” as is smoking.
In the more recent years, people have started giving up the habit of chewing areca nuts, given the health warnings and awareness on the many risks of sticking to it.

Regardless of whatever social attributes areca nut chewing has, the habit is still prevalent.
I myself do enjoy a good mouthful of areca nuts wrapped in a piece of betel leaf and doused with a generous pinch of “kick” (or Heera pannaa) after a meal….yumm!

Couple of days after I started researching on the tales of Ibn Battutah’s travels to the Maldives, I was surprised to learn of how he observed that the ancient Maldivians used to chew areca nuts too!

“The grand vezir took his seat on a dais, and near him sat the other vezirs and amirs. The slaves stood by with shields, swords and staves. The repast was brought in, then areca and betel nuts and finally a small dish containing muqasari sandal. As soon as a number of guests had dined, they were anointed with it.”
– Ibn Battoutah in his travel book, the “Rihlah”

This being covered in Battutah’s narratives means that even almost 675 years ago, chewing betel leaves and areca nuts was common for the Maldivians!

This really fascinated me and made me wonder about exactly when this habit came into existence in this country.
Like who introduced it? And how did it gain such popularity?

For the answer to this, we have to look at our past and the pre-Islamic era. 
It is well proved from the accounts of the few travelers who came to the Maldives and studied our history (as much as they could) that Buddhism and Hinduism used to be the main religions in Maldives before Islam. 
I’ll talk about the history of religion in Maldives in another blog post, but for now, lets look at our neighbors to the North (where winter is still not coming..haha!).

Chewing areca nuts/betel nuts is very common in the South Asia region. Especially in India.
So why do they do it? 

Apparently, areca nut is regarded by Indians, or rather Hindhus, as a fruit of divine origin. 
It is considered as an auspicious ingredient in Hinduism and is consumed with betel leaf in religious ceremonies and when honoring individuals. Among the followers of the Hindu religion, areca nut is considered a vital ingredient in the food for their idols (Bhagwan).
In the absence of idols and other sacred images, the fruit (whole nut without its husk) is used while offering prayers.
They believe that their idols blesses the fruit which is then distributed to the idol followers.
(Williams S, Malik A, Chowdhury S, Chauhan S. Sociocultural aspects of areca nut use. Addiction Biology. 2002;7(1):147–154.) 

So umm…yeah! No wonder people started chewing the thing!
Once Hinduism appeared and the stories of the areca nut being the food of their deity spread, people would’ve rushed to grow and eat the stuff!

With Hinduism being one of the religions of pre-Islamic Maldives, as found by H.C.P. Bell in his explorations of Maldives, it’s obvious that the Hindhu Maldivians also started chewing areca nuts as an act of worship!
Years and years passed on and after Maldives converted to Islam, the myth of the areca nut has become long forgotten, yet the consuming of it remains a habit.
Future generations, being used to the customs of the elders, have continued the habit until present day.

PHEW!
Talk about a shocking find! 

To be honest I feel kind of put off with knowing the history behind this much addictive custom. Not sure if I wanna eat it anymore.
However, that’s just my personal view.

No matter how weird and crazy the origin of the habit of acera nut chewing may be, it is fascinating how the story of the areca nut turned into myth…and the myth, in time, has dissolved into a second-nature custom, with the truth to it.. completely forgotten. 

But then again, such are the ways of human lives and human history.

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To read, or not to read ?

Spent a lovely hour at the library the other day…just reading 🙂

Quran, Surah Al-Alaq, Verse 1:
اقْرَأْ بِاسْمِ رَبِّكَ الَّذِي خَلَقَ
“Read in the name of your Lord Who created.”

Most scholars agree that the first verse revealed to Prophet Muhammed pbuh, was this verse.

“اقْرَأْ” or “Read”, said Angel Jibreel AS, to the Prophet.

This simple and short word contains within itself an astronomical amount of hikmah or wisdom.

Nothing in life can be completed without a full comprehension of what you set out to do.
And how will you attain this comprehension?
By learning about it of coz.
By reading.

It isn’t only the Quran that we should give priority to learn about (and read).
It is also everything else in our lives given that of coz they are beneficial to us.

You cannot build a career without learning or reading.
You cannot support ur family without leaning how to.
You cannot bring up a child without learning how to.
You cannot satisfy your curiosity on history without seeking knowledge.

Applying the lessons from Quran to all aspects of life, makes it so much more better. Alhamdhulillahi.

*End*

I’ve decided to do a bit of research on the history of Maldives

Yesterday I decided to take up a new hobby and do a bit of research on the history of Maldives, In Sha Allah.

So I wondered where I could get reference materials for this research and I thought of the Maldives National Library. 
I visited the Library and got a membership from there. 
Quick observation, it was was pretty sad how small the library is. Especially considering that its the one and only ‘national’ library.
There was one section for English books, one for Chinese and Dhivehi books, one for the British Council and another for ancient Dhivehi books apparently.
I walked in expecting a couple of floors of rooms filled with books AT LEAST. But turns out, all of the comparatively limited number of books can sit happily on just the one floor.

Anywho, all you need to apply for the membership was,
a form that could be downloaded,
a ppt sized pic WITH WHITE BACKGROUND…they were quite specific on the form (haha..why!),
a copy of your national ID Card
and MVR 80/-. Easy peasy!
I applied through their reception, and membership was processed in a couple of minutes. 
They told me I could rent out a couple of books at a time.

When doing this research, my first priority area is on the history of Islam in Maldives.

There is so little I know and I heard that there is so little we can know based on the heartbreakingly scarce amount of information available on this topic.

I had a quick look at the books in the library and the content of information about the history of Maldives on the internet, and I’m assuming we can’t get any information on our rich past today due to civil conflicts, low literacy rate, lack of professional historians and writers, limited literacy pioneers, a general adoption of a non progressive and simpler way of life by the majority and perhaps even negligence in the past.

For whatever the reason, the horrible truth is that, the information about our past is simply not there. And the information that we do have is extremely measured, yet we have no choice except to derive conclusions based on it.

I felt quite betrayed by all this. However, I am excited to find out whatever I can from whatever content I can get my hands on.

The first book I choose to analyze, is the Dhivehi translation of the accounts of his travels to the Maldives by the great Muslim explorer, Abu Abdullahi Muhammed Ibn Battoutah from Morocco.
This translation is completed by Uz. Mohamed Ibrahim Luthufee, Special Advisor to the National Institute for Dhivehi Language and History.

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Having had an overall look at the book’s contents and a rough scan on the internet, I have decided to blog the details of what I find, which will be split into potions and compiled later, In Sha Allah :).

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

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The broken family lineages: Attack in Sinai, Egypt

I had a thought today.
Hubbs dear was talking about this new lecture he watched and how the Scholar described the consequences of murder in terms of breaking family lineage.

Each person who is alive today exists because of the continuation of his or her lineage, starting from the very beginning with Prophet Adam AS.
It took unimaginable strength and courage for the generations before us to fight and survive. God knows how much sickness, poverty, and struggles they had to face given the lack of advancements in development and technology in the past.

However, despite all that, Alhamdhulillahi, we are alive today, to continue living until we can pass on our torches to our children and them to their children and so on.

When a person commits murder, the victim’s lineage is broken in a matter of seconds!
Not everyone may be married, or have kids, or be an adult, or have a surviving family with them.
They may be the only people alive in their family today, and because of a senseless killing, the person’s entire future generation is lost. And the efforts of the family before him/her has gone all to waste.
The incredible struggle a mother goes through to bear her child, the heavy burden a father carries to protect and provide for his family has been lost in a matter of seconds all because someone decided cruelly to take the life of their beloved child!

This realization of how human lives and human lineage is affected by killings and murder is painful to even think about.
Which brings me to what I’ve been thinking about today…

The terrorist attack in a Mosque on a Friday in Sinai, Egypt.

As of November 25th (3 days ago), the death toll had risen to a horrifying 305, and number of injured is 128.
It’s difficult to fathom exactly how devastating this is just by looking at this simple figure, so lets break it down..!

  • A total of 305 people died in the attack so far. 
    This means, that assuming all parents are alive, a total of 305×2 = 610 parents had lost their children today.
    Assuming all grandparents of the victims are alive, and that they’ve only had one marriage, this means a total of 610×2 = 1,220 Grandparents had lost their grandkids today.
    A total of 305 direct families have been victimized today.
  • Out of the total 305 victims, reports say that 27 are children.
  • Assuming that out of the 278 adult victims half of them are men, a total of 278/2= 139 adult males have been victimized today.
    And 139 adult females have been victimized today.

  • Out of the total 305, assuming that the male victims are married to one wife each and that all the wives are alive, a total of 139 wives have lost their husbands today.
    Assuming the female victims are married, and that all the husbands are alive, a total of 139 husbands have lost their wives today.

  • Out of the 278 adult victims, assuming that half of them have one child each, and that all the children are alive, a total of 278 young children have lost their parents today.

  • Out of the total 305 victims, assuming that half of them have one sibling each, and that all the siblings are alive, a total of at least 153 siblings have lost their brother or sister today.

  • Out of the total 305 victims, assuming that all of them have at least one close friend each, and all the friends are alive, a total of 305 people have lost their best friends today.

And the list goes on and on.

To summarize, with all the assumptions I’ve made about the status of victims, 
a total of 139 men, 139 women and 27 children have been killed directly.
This affected a total of 305 direct families, 610 parents, 1,220 grandparents, 139 wives, 139 husbands, 278 children, 153 siblings and 153 close friends.

Which gives a total of 2,997 human beings that have been affected by this senseless killing alone, which includes 2,692 adults and 305 children.

Seriously, wth world!

2,997 human lives being victimized by an attack that probably took a few minutes to occur is beyond shocking!
Of cause I based this conclusion on a bunch of assumptions I made, but knowing human behavior and habit, one thing we can all be certain of is that this total figure I got is definitely MUCH LESS than what the actual number of victims will be.
It’s unrealistic that every married couple will have one child or that every person has one close friend or that every person will have one sibling each.
And I haven’t even considered the extended families in my assumptions here!

The sad truth is, generations of strong human lineages and ties have been severed senselessly.
The efforts by our ancestors to survive and continue the family chain have gone up in smoke.

When we read such news, we dont always immediately realize the magnitude of victimization in every such attack.

My prayers are for the victims and their families :(.

And I just cant stop thinking about how it may be Egypt today, but at the rate these attacks have been happening, there will be more of these acts of terrorism in the future too.

I pray that there wont be.

May Allah save us from our enemies and May He guide us all to the path of righteousness and humanity.
Aameen

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How I make my Hubbs’s bowl of breakfast Honey Oats :)

Thought of blogging something different, so here it is:

How I make my Hubbs’s breakfast honey oats :).

Basically I decided to try oats for breakfasts a few months ago,….you know, as a healthier option…and I only made oats only a handful of times before I was inspired to cook it a little different and to add in a bit more honey than usual. Like lots more honey.
Thus, came about, possibly the most basic but delicious bowl of oats that I made for the husband.
It was also the kind of oats I could get onboard with too, since I really had a hard time getting used to oats at first. Not my fav thing if made differently. So yayy! 😀

Anyway, ingredients! Right!
Here’s what you need:

First lets start with dry ingredients.
1- 1/2 cup Oats (rolled or instant…both works fine. But rolled is a tad better if you can get it)
2- 2 to 3 teaspoons Honey
3- 1 teaspoon Chia seeds (Totally optional k?)
4- 1/2 teaspoon Cinnamon powder
5- Salt (to taste)

Now the wet ingredients. Which is basically just one.
6- 2/3 cup Milk (I ran out of full cream, so used 3 teaspoons of powder Coast Milk stirred into about 2/3rd a cup of warm water).

Now that that’s sorted out, here’s how the magic happens 😀

Step 1-
Take a non-stick pan and warm it up over medium heat. Make sure its hot before you add the oats.

Step 2-
Add the oats into the hot pan and gently toast them over medium heat, until the oats turn light brown. Or brownish.
Watch the pan carefully coz otherwise, they may get burnt.

Step 3-
Turn the heat to low.
Add the milk gently. Mix the oats in the milk well. Stir constantly. Don’t forget to stir!

Step 4-
Add Chia seeds. Again, this is optional. Add it only if you want it, or have it.

Step 5-
Add the honey.
We keep our honey stored in the fridge at home, hence the chunky consistency in the pic.
Don’t be stingy with the honey k? Add generously. The more honey, the sweeter the oats, and the more you’ll enjoy. Also it’s healthy :D.

Step 5-
Add cinnamon powder.

Step 6-
Stir and mix everything. And add salt to taste.

Step 7-
Keep stirring gently and constantly until the milk is reduced and the oats have doubled to twice their size (coz they absorb all the milk).

And VIOLA! It’s done! Stop stirring and add to a clean fresh bowl.

HONEY OATS IS SERVED 😀

Hope you’ll enjoy guys 🙂

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My Short Stories: Love found them

They sat across from eachother.

She bit her lips.

He cleared his throat.

They were nervous.

They wondered if the other could tell.

 

He found her hand across the table.

And gave it a little squeeze.

“Hi” he said.

“Hi” she said.

“He was THE guy” she thought, as she heard him.

“Im going to marry her” he thought, as he heard her.

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The traces left behind

Three kids and a cat later,
her arms were tired and her heart was heavy.
He’d left her bruised and broken.
But she had to breathe.
She had to go on.
She was now a mother and a father. 
Prayer was her comfort and strength.
“Alhamdhulillahi” she said.
A new day begins.

*End*

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