"I AM A MUSLIM", I say and people give me confusing look. They showered me with "For real?" question. I cannot blame them. The way I dress is definitely not a way Muslim woman should dress. You sure ask "Why is that?".
My mom is a Catholic while dad is a very religious Muslim. Apparently, there is a huge difference between these 2 religions, particularly their traditions and beliefs. Be that as it may, my parents brought me up well. Judgmental people think I am liberated. But I AM NOT. You may see me wearing shirt and shorts, instead of abaya and hijab (Muslim clothes). You see me joining pageantry with swimwear portion. However, I tell you, drugs, alcohol, and cigars never passed through my hands. The clothes I have on do not bespeak the beauty of my heart. Also, I celebrate Christmas and Eid, but I follow Halal diet.
My parents tenderly raised me to believe that ALL OF US HAVE ONE GOD WHO CREATED US AND WHOM WE PRAISE. We only vary from how we call Him and how we sing Him our praises. It is like, each of us are walking on different paths, but all these paths will lead us to only one direction, and that is God. Mom and dad frequently remind me of the 2 significant rules I've been hearing ever since I was a kid; first, pray from the bottom of your heart; and second, ignore hurting others' feelings and doing crime. Two short rules but when you follow, a peaceful and blissful life would be obtained.
I know a lot of you do not comprehend this set up or my way of living and find it so puzzling. That is fine with me. Think what you want of me... But I tell you, I AIN'T A BAD PERSON.
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