ME and BURKHA
I am Indonesian Muslim girl, I was born in an affluent family. My
parents sent me to school and raised me as good girl. As every other
Muslim all over the world.. I learnt bout how to read Arabic language to
read the Qur’an… I also learnt bout how to salah and professed every
Islamic festival, like fasting, celebrate, Eidul Adha and Eid Ul Fitr
In school, I learnt many ayah/ ayat (its all sentence in my holy qur’an) and some hadith and also other rules about how to be good muslim. Well, with these moral values being imbibed still I was not being a good muslim girl...
One day, i found something new that I never accepted and i learn in my school. No body taught me about this, but life let me know it also one of islam rules,..
That’s what is always difficult to accept,. It’s the niqab/burkha/parda/chadar
In Islam, a woman must cover the whole body and also not show their aurah/aurat (part of body, except hand n face). But I am naughty enough to follow all my religion rules. I remove my hijab,
and try being modest in trend fashion.
I hated even to hear it those words.. I just thought how could they restrict their life by wearing such clothes,. How can we be all black, instead there r much beautiful colors we could wear. Why black is must? and all covered,..
The first time I saw burkha clad girl in one of masjid near my city,. She looked stunning although I couldn’t see her face. She held her baby, and it seemed she was enjoying.
And when i started use social network, facebook I met Muslims from all over the world. One of them said something about burkha. She said, “My mother and all my sisters wear burkha”. Suddenly, I was shocked to hear it, and at the same time hatred filled my heart I wanted to unfriend her
But, it did not stop just there,. My brain still couldn’t understand bout burkha and my brain also couldn’t stop to asking about what exactly the burkha, who exactly wears the burkha…
Then I started to research, and became aware of their presence around me. I found them on restaurants,
, bookstores, and shopping towns, buses, roads, and many other public places. I saw them have family, children, And also saw them do activities which I do in my days,. I saw them in any act and i starting to understand they also equal and similar to humans like others. They do not have any difference.
Wearing black not means they are black. Black does not always stand as crime symbol. Black is not always being devilish. Black is just for simplicity, just not to be glamourous and avoid getting dirty soon
Then, everything took change after that… i see what the truly my god,Allah subhanahu wa Taala wishes and plans behind the burkha. Behind the whole black, behind the whole covered, behind even the hidden eyes.. I found my lord words….
I starting to love it, and hope to wear it. But i know not easy to change become such thing i was hate before. I am just trying be their fans and lover, a burkha lover………..
In school, I learnt many ayah/ ayat (its all sentence in my holy qur’an) and some hadith and also other rules about how to be good muslim. Well, with these moral values being imbibed still I was not being a good muslim girl...
One day, i found something new that I never accepted and i learn in my school. No body taught me about this, but life let me know it also one of islam rules,..
That’s what is always difficult to accept,. It’s the niqab/burkha/parda/chadar
In Islam, a woman must cover the whole body and also not show their aurah/aurat (part of body, except hand n face). But I am naughty enough to follow all my religion rules. I remove my hijab,
and try being modest in trend fashion.
I hated even to hear it those words.. I just thought how could they restrict their life by wearing such clothes,. How can we be all black, instead there r much beautiful colors we could wear. Why black is must? and all covered,..
The first time I saw burkha clad girl in one of masjid near my city,. She looked stunning although I couldn’t see her face. She held her baby, and it seemed she was enjoying.
And when i started use social network, facebook I met Muslims from all over the world. One of them said something about burkha. She said, “My mother and all my sisters wear burkha”. Suddenly, I was shocked to hear it, and at the same time hatred filled my heart I wanted to unfriend her
But, it did not stop just there,. My brain still couldn’t understand bout burkha and my brain also couldn’t stop to asking about what exactly the burkha, who exactly wears the burkha…
Then I started to research, and became aware of their presence around me. I found them on restaurants,
, bookstores, and shopping towns, buses, roads, and many other public places. I saw them have family, children, And also saw them do activities which I do in my days,. I saw them in any act and i starting to understand they also equal and similar to humans like others. They do not have any difference.
Wearing black not means they are black. Black does not always stand as crime symbol. Black is not always being devilish. Black is just for simplicity, just not to be glamourous and avoid getting dirty soon
Then, everything took change after that… i see what the truly my god,Allah subhanahu wa Taala wishes and plans behind the burkha. Behind the whole black, behind the whole covered, behind even the hidden eyes.. I found my lord words….
I starting to love it, and hope to wear it. But i know not easy to change become such thing i was hate before. I am just trying be their fans and lover, a burkha lover………..
