There has been many a book written and many a sermon served on the connection between spirituality and family life, in particular marriage and child-rearing. Motherhood is celebrated in many religions and marriage is presented as an essential to living a wholesome life. But what about those of us, who are too grown to be submitted to our parents’ will, but too young to have children to submit to our own will?
Is this season any less holy than any other season? In other words, is this time of our lives any easier or less difficult than other times?
Continue reading “To All Struggling Students: On Faith and Studying”
Many of us attempt to be tolerant and open-minded, perhaps even politically correct, but eventually we are bound to experience an encounter that will force us to reevaluate our values of acceptance and diversity.
Given the outraged tone in which honour killings are generally reported in Western media, it is safe to assume that honour killings are frequently the said encounter.
The reason that the murder of a woman in the name of honour is so incomprehensible to a Western name lies in Continue reading “Why You Find Honour Killings So Repulsive”
“There is no God”, the girl said defiantly. Her hair was meticulously covered by a silky scarf tied in the style of Turkish actresses. Not a strand of hair could escape beneath the tight cap. Her face had been beautified with the aid of a range of cosmetics; her father and her teacher would argue that there had been too many. Underneath the short-sleeved, knee-length navy and white checkered school dress she wore a white long-sleeved t-shirt and several pairs of navy opaque stockings, all in spite of the summer heat. Overall, she adhered to the Islamic dress code.
“But how can you not believe?”, the other girl probed. Continue reading “Short Story: The Veiled Girl Who Did Not Believe In God”
As the train approached the peacefully sleeping town,
it occurred to her that all her life she had been waiting
to go on the trip that would change her life.
Continue reading “Poem: The Adventure Of A Lifetime”
First of all, let’s agree that yes, no matter how much the believers in multiculturalism among us try, Islam does indeed clash with the way of life in much of Europe and other prominent developed countries, such as Australia, Canada and the United States.
Most people in the West drink alcohol on a regular basis. Many European cultures have traditions associated with its consumption and it is viewed as unsociable (hostile, even) to refuse the offer of an alcoholic drink by your host. Islam forbids the consumption of alcohol.
The number of marriages has been steadily decreasing in much of the developed world over the last decade, with sexual activity among teenagers being viewed as the norm. Islam forbids premarital sex.
And of course there is always the issue of the handshake: if you are fortunate enough not to belong to a culture where hugging and kissing near-strangers (of either sex) as a greeting is customary, then it is unquestionable that you will shake hands as a greeting, especially if you are meeting someone for the first time. Islam forbids any form physical contact with the opposite sex.
So, yes, Islam does indeed clash with Western cultures.
Or does it? Continue reading “Why Does Islam Clash With Western Cultures?”
Why do you drink?
Let me ask you that once again:
Why do you drink alcohol?
Alternatively, why do you NOT drink alcohol?
Have you ever asked yourself that?
I had never met a single person who did not drink alcohol until my family migrated to Australia when I was eleven years old. Sure, cultural norms dictated that women should drink less than men, but to not drink at all? That would simply be rude, not to mention wierd! It would make you an outcast and cause you difficulties every where you went, for it seemed as though every single social interaction was made more enjoyable and more ceremonial if there was a bottle of something involved.
As I got older, I made more and more friends from more and more different cultural, religious and socioeconomic backgrounds. And as we all walked through life, our paths often diverged in ways that I could not have imagined possible as an innocent child.
I observed people and I thought. In fact, I thought a lot, because overthinking everything is my curse. Continue reading “Why do you drink?”