Muslimah Savors Pico de Gallo Quiche
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Muslimah Savors Pico de Gallo Quiche provides a metaphor for a Woman we love or scorn. Comparable to the salad, she is colorful and fresh, yet her appearance lulls the unsuspecting. Hijabis, women who wear hijab, invite assumptions of an oppressed Woman in need of salvation. Regrettably, these misconceptions come from admirers and detractors. In my opinion, a remedy for understanding should include a prescription. Deconstructing the allure of a Woman who is as variable and unpredictable as there are recipes for Pico de Gallo.
The curious asked why I converted to Islam. At the same time, these attempts at interrogation concealed an ulterior motive. That was presumptuous. Even so, in my defense questioners regularly departed these encounters frustrated. No doubt, the responses were incompatible with their predetermined set of ideas. Strangely enough, these observations apply equally to Muslims and non-Muslims. To demonstrate:
Q: Was there a dramatic event in your life that caused you to leave Christianity? Did your Ay-Rab (Arab) boyfriend force you?
A: *She rolls her eyes at the ‘Ay’-Rab. Ah... No.
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In the first place, converting to Islam is independent of an “Ay-Rab” boyfriend. On the contrary, many women in the USA, enter Islam with a university education, career, and independent. Moreover, is it possible to compel an American woman to wear headgear in the heat of a New York City summer? Be that as it may, feigned or exaggerated love for another culture is absurd.
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Q: Why do you want to go to one of those countries? You know they BEAT their wives over there.
A: Surely, no Christian man ever put his hand on his wife, girlfriend, lover, and mistress, in acts of violence. All on the same night, since he could not get to all of them before sunrise.
On the other hand, was I searching for a new tribal alliance? As an illustration, “Why did you abandon your people?!” a friend wailed passionately after hear of my religious swap. Straightaway, her imagination placed me going to the desert, entering a harem, thus disappearing forever? At any rate, the histrionics of this self-confessed non-believer was entertaining.
Q: Why Islam? Of all the religions? Why that one?
A: In like manner, which one do you prefer for me?
For instance, I did everything expected of a good Catholic Girl. Specifically, attending church, communion, and baptized a few babies. In the same fashion, after coming of age, I added to that repertoire partying and club hopping. Paradoxically, the innate belief the Qur’an is an authentic religious text I determined to read was ever-present. A resolution, in spite of having no exposure to Islam and Muslims in my environment.
Ignorance is Bliss
Nevertheless, meeting a level-headed British Muslim, who politely answered questions about his faith, Islam, changed everything. As a result of that request, I received a copy of the Qur’an. Whenever possible, gain knowledge directly from the source instead of through the filter of a translucent agent. Even so, determining to read the Qur'an, however, was fraught with trepidation. A result of many futile encounters with the King James Bible. Surprisingly, it was far easier to read and comprehend than feared.
Significantly, there was another anxiety-provoking concern. That is to say, a disquiet which, if we succumb, expels us from our mental ghettos. First, assumption said; "Islam wants to destroy our culture and civilization." Second, "Muslims don't believe Jesus Christ is Messiah." Last, "These people want us to pray to their God, Allaah." Ultimately, recede. This fear is Education.
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Unquestionably, the greatest of these concerns would be to read a Truth inducing change. Under those circumstances, would I then experience a metamorphosis, leading to an unrecognizable version of myself? Thereupon, venture on an unconventional path. Henceforth, refuting years of training, and ultimately arriving at a new destination. An exit point where I would earn the scornful and derisive moniker "Them."
Q: How can you be a Muslim when you are so well-educated? My idea of a Muslim woman is, she rolls couscous, pops out babies, and is submissive to men.
A: Well, aren’t you precious? (Acidic honey laden sarcasm.) Islam is an intelligent choice.
Truth in Education
Briefly, Education is dangerous. Consequently, Islam answers questions Christianity never has and probably ever will. Debating the merits of one religion against another is pointless without the proper requisites of study. Moreover, the strength of belief weakens under scholastic scrutiny or even common sense. After all, many unknowingly have a tribal allegiance to their creed. Perhaps I upset the reader at this point. You came to read about a recipe, but you stay because the prescription is edifying. In that case, debating religion, where the command of the subject is primitive or crude, is meaningless.
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A far better approach is first, pursue an academic study of one’s belief system. Second, undertake a similar scholarly approach in another. Lastly, engage in a comparative dialogue. Under those circumstances, we can prevent degeneration into personal attacks and invectives which often result when emotions overrule logic.
Words of caution: Knowledge must come from authentic, trustworthy, and unbiased sources. It is easy to search for bias information confirming instead of repudiating misconceptions. In the long run, we enrich our lives when we learn to see beyond our self-inflicted myopia.
Ultimately, fixating on the veneers of race, nationality, ethnicity, religion, or gender; impairs clear vision. Henceforth qualities like character, ethics, and morality go unappreciated. Paradoxically, there is an entertaining aspect. It is watching a person stammer as they attempt to cover up their suddenly revealed prejudice with patronizing platitudes. For example: "I'm surprised at how 'normal' you are.”
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Q: But do you still believe in GOD?!
Islam is the religion to which I subscribe and where spirituality expresses itself. In my opinion, we derive our religious affiliation first from history, second people, next nation, and last family. To clarify, Islam and I mutually chose each other, thus satisfying an innate quest for knowledge. Chiefly, it is my connection to the Divine. Unexpectedly, embracing Islam is clutching destiny, and evolving into a Woman on my terms. One for whom society envisioned a predetermined course but instead, she quietly resisted. Exemplified by a Hijab, but modestly lived out loud by the thoughtful recognition of being authentic. Additionally, my adopted faith means appreciating humanity, mine especially. Lastly, Islam provides greater balance and peace during the storm.
To summarize, Muslimah Savors Pico de Gallo Quiche evokes comparisons of a Woman many presumably knows. Akin to aromatic and pungent cilantro, even so, she is altogether subtle yet obvious. Vibrant as bell peppers, yet she exudes mystery and stings like Scotch Bonnet Pepper. No doubt, her sweetness animates. Notably, her soul seeks the Pleasure of the One Who owns it. Given these points; She is, above all, Brave.
Muslimah Savors Pico de Gallo Quiche; Who knew?
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