Posts Tagged ‘jilbab’

Ups and Downs

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Ups and Downs

My journey to hijab was a roller coaster ride, having a lot of ups and downs. When I was in college, it was “in fashion” or “cool” to wear hijab amongst girls my age. So I too would wrap a piece of cloth on my head without knowing the true purpose of that “piece of cloth.”

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And Roses on Our Chairs

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And Roses on Our Chairs

I was having what you might call a very lazy morning. At 7 A.M. (late, in my world), I was just rolling out of bed about to dash and zoom to catch my 8 A.M. lecture. I made it, at 8 A.M, exactly. Rushing in, I distributed quick, generic smiles to my friends and hastily found a seat. Focused on my mission of finding a seat, I didn’t take in the details of my surroundings – and that’s how I missed it.

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And Corn in our Cassadia

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And Corn in our Cassadia

Whenever my hands are cold, she takes them and quickly rubs them between her hands until they are nice and warm. She has a similar way of warming my heart. We often joke about how alike we are. We both live away from home and find comfort in our similar circumstances. We both have eerily identical thoughts and always blurt out the exact same things at the exact same time to the extent that we lost the concept of a dialog; it is just a conversation of mutual agreement.

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A Step Further

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A Step Further

Some easily forget that hijab is not defined by a cloth around your head, but rather your entire attire and even your behavior.

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It Didn’t Really Matter

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It Didn’t Really Matter

I was born in a community where black jilbab along with face covering was a continued tradition dating back to God knows when. If you walked down the street where I grew up, you were not likely to find any Muslim woman even without the face cover, let alone the abaya. To a person in the West, they might think that the community is extreme. But being a part of the community I hardly thought it is so, because jilbab was a part of the culture and tradition. Every girl would grow up seeing her mother wearing it, and as soon as she reached high school, she took it up willingly. It was the same for me. It’s just like how a person might start wearing a tie when he starts going to working. As normal as that.

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