Ever been inside one of these? I don't particularly recommend it. This morning I fly out again for work. Alarm got me out of bed at 3.30am. When I got to the airport, I thought I'd do my japji Sahib in the prayer room. Reciting it out loud is awesome (I don't know about you, but I practically end up singing it). Having never been inside one, I wasn't sure what to expect. It was a small, quiet, carpeted room with a Muslim prayer mat facing Mecca. It had a shoe rack, a couple of armchairs and a small cupboard. On top of the cupboard was a Quran and a Bible. The Bible was open to John. The Quran was closed. The lighting was non-intrusive. So I left my shoes by the shoe rack, quietened myself, and because I like to, I picked a direction and did matha tek to Waheguru. Then I sat and recited Japji Sahib. About 10 paurhis in, the door rattled and it frightened the beejeebus out of me. I was in the zone, and then in walked a man. I asked if he needed me to leave, but he said no, it was ok. He did his Muslim prayers quietly and left. I read. When he was gone, I resumed singing. I would have the crap frightened out of me another three times. Ladies and men. They retrieved more mats from the cupboard. When I was done, I couldn't chant shalok out loud, which was disappointing. I did my last matha tek, and left. Next time, I think I'll just read it in my head, by a window.