Don’t touch me,
God made me a Queen.
Khadija was a powerful woman
and the same I shall be
Don’t touch me,
God made me a Queen.
Khadija was a powerful woman
and the same I shall be
Bismillahi rahmani rahim
How should I start this. Amidst the wonderful opportunities of meeting amazing people, I’ve also crossed-paths to discover instances that kinda broke my heart. Hypocrisy. My intention isn’t to point out the hypocrisy in others, rather it’s to recollect the sadness that I experience and find a window of sunshine through it.
I’ve been basically a hermit for the past few years ever since coming back from Bayyinah in 2013, and in general the circumstances in my life had left me with very little understanding of people and the outside world.
So all of a sudden since getting back in touch with the community and in general, life itself, I’ve discovered many uniquely spectacular people. I fell in love with everyone that showed even a little bit of humanity and respect. I also found people I thought were inspiring and like-minded, like I’ve finally found the right crowd of people, -despite me still being the quirky oddball weirdo (my highschool personality still resonates from within) ,
erm so where was I.. yeah so there were some really cool people I met and I kinda looked up at em but then as I spent more time, things weren’t as I thought they’d be. Small uncanny surprises made their way and I actually realized how much I disagreed with these people.
Like a lot.
I thought maybe it’s a culture difference. but nowadays, most people develop their own versions of culture. idk yaar i’m just saying that when these people display Islamic practice and then I see some things that aren’t very islamic, more like not islamic, like un-Islamic.
it just kinda hit me.
One of the worst cases was when the Imam-uncle was straight up harrassing me for 4 hours when I told him my marriage was an insult to Islam and that info about my marriage is confidential information.
Like bro that aint how being an “imam” works.. ugh! this is why people hate Islam! he made me hate being born as a girl. the misogyny and arrogance was fuming out of him.
that’s one of the extreme cases though.
There are lighter cases but I guess in this day and age, these are all nuances. nobody cares.
I care tho.
eheh that’s why im writing about it. I know I have my weaknesses, and I accept that when I do bad things, that they’re bad things, and I more than wish for others to not suffer from weaknesses like mine. But when you preach one thing and then show another thing, that’s when it’s messed up.
when you appear as a role model for youngsters, that’s when it’s messed up.
and when you talk a ton, say all these super ilm-y (knowledgey) things, but then your actual demakh (mind, baal) appears empty, that’s when it kinda just slightly punches me across the face in astonishment.
like there’s so much talk about taking a right turn, but then why do I see you limping to the left side of the street.
ur just another person to me now, but one who punched me in the face. with good qualities and bad qualities, but one who punched me in the face.
I’ll pray for you and strive hard to educate others to not be like you, and most importantly, for me to not be like you, somebody who admired you.
Is chivalry a secret?
Silently preserved in the archives of patriarchy
Is a woman’s respect and honor a conspiracy as much as it is a horrid dream
You think you’re being casual but damn it I know what you’re doing
I’m not your bro or broski
It’s a projection to enjoy my reaction and feed yourself
I’m not your friend, I’m a woman with honor and dignity
Because I wouldn’t want anyone else treated like that, regardless of who they are.
Chastity isn’t only on the inside
It’s everything on the outside
Be loyal to yourself, let others be loyal to themselves as well.
In my philosophy, there’s no logic in saying religiousness for muslims. In Islam, a muslim is a muslim. There’s no lesser muslim or more muslimy muslim.
We respect all muslims. Need I mention, the exception is unless they’re ISIS. Then they’re not even Muslim.
If a muslim practices hijab, she’s a muslim. If she doesnt, she’s still a muslim. If a muslim backbites, they’re stilla muslim. A bad one maybe, but still a muslim. And so on.
The reason I think this is important is because it makes it seem like you’re allowed to judge other people based off how much Islam people practice. When in reality, that’s ALL PERSONAL! except if you get into personal relationships with that person huhu
For me, telling me I’m a religious muslim makes me feel like my identity is split. Part of “ME” has been placed into an adjective that can change any moment.
No, I’m a Muslim, and everything I do that is Islamic, is because I’m a muslim. the other stuff I do is from my personality and my ego.
I was inspired to write about this from this one article here:
Man the things that Allah swt teaches me with amazes me. I’m thankful for all the sour people that come in my life. It teaches me to stick up for myself, it teaches me morals, and it teaches me how to grow.
Based on a strange encounter I had with whom I had no idea was an Imam because of his lack of ethics, I decided to list out things I wish I was able to be treated with as a girl seeking help from a leader.
Please learn how to approach a broken person. Learn how to talk to someone, especially if they refuse to discuss confidential information with you. If you want to help them, RESPECT THEIR BOUNDARIES and keep it HALAL.
If you are an Imam, learn to be professional in social work rather than to start abusing a victim and forcing them into your advice.
First thing they told me is that I’m bitter. Why? Because I wasn’t giggling or sweet-talking. I wasn’t smiling. I’m a survivor and trying to get my work done. As a woman, I prefer to be straight-to-the point when talking to someone.
You don’t know your client. You don’t know what they went through. You don’t tell them they’re messed up for sticking to the rules and sharing their opinion
This shows your lack of understanding of Islam. Are you advising someone by threatening them? That’s a form of abuse in itself. It’s messed up and doesn’t ever help someone.
Truly listen to them. Emphasize with them. Imagine what their context is. Understand them. Open your heart to them. Be kind to them. Look at what they’re going through. Look at their struggles, their circumstances, give them credit for the effort they’ve put into.
When they tell you their crisis, don’t take it for granted. It’s not something to be taken lightly. Don’t slap them in their face and tell them their crisis is nothing, that people are going through worse things. Believe in what they’re saying. Help them get better, help them heal.
Allow them to choose their path. After-all, they’re the ones who are struggling, let them choose their struggles. Let them take their time in things. There’s no time-limit or deadline on how they should progress.
DO NOT FORCE your advice on someone. YOU COULD BE WRONG. You could be misunderstanding something. LET ALLAH CATER THEIR PATHS AND DESTINY. NOT YOU. YOU ARE NOT GOD.
HasbiyAllahu wa ni’mal wakil.
In the end, Allah swt is everyone’s Wali. Allah is everyone’s protector. Allah is the one who provides refuge. Let Allah be Allah and let you be the Imam.
But then again, you only live once…
So I will make the most of my days
It’s up to me to find all the ways
God gave me the keys to use them as I please
so please, I say to myself- do not let this consuming darkness
hover over my eyes
It blinds me with lies about myself
telling me my goals are baseless-
That I’m full of holes, so what I do is pointless
But the judgement is in the Future’s hands
Because Time well spent is what really matters,
-Not what I see now in what appears to be a fishless pond
Miracles do happen
And not at a price, except that
I, myself, be the science of it
until I reach the end of the summit
and be the one first to submit
as success is simply
the first step
in not being lazy
nor being bound to the haze
of all the craze
that seems to revolve
around your manifest effort
nothing better than getting a healthy dose of the Masjid at times like this( Trump Era) This is what I have to share after listening to a lecture by some really awesome learned scholar phD dude, a brilliant educator of our young Imam. This isnt all what the lecturer said, rather it’s my reflection and way of relating it to myself.
1) change our focus from falling for our desires, trying to get more of everything we want. more of our distractions, more of the shiny things, more of excess -basically anything -that signifies wealth for you. the excess. the extravagance. the greed. Be real with yourself and what matters
2) dont let circumstances make you take away your consideration for others. care for others, help others, ponder about others and their pains and how you can be there for them, expand unity beyond your personal borders.
3) bare through it patiently. it’s gonna be hard, scary, and ugly but we have to be our best especially in this time. no matter how much you wanna go off on someone, you gotta play it cool bc that’s what will hit the hardest if you wanna win. cuz the point of this all is that you wanna win and you cant win without controlling yourself and being humble