It was the second rakat of Maghrib prayer, the quietest moment of my evening, when a jarring, high-pitched ringtone shattered the silence of the room. It wasn't my phone, but the sound was loud enough to break the focus of everyone standing in the row. I felt that familiar, sinking pit in my stomach. We have all been there: a meeting at work, a medical checkup, or a silent lecture where our digital lives suddenly demand attention at the worst possible time. I realized then that I had forgotten t...