Showing posts with label Hijab. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hijab. Show all posts

Friday, 4 November 2011

Instant Respect? I Think NOT.

Well Instant respect is what i always expected from guys since i started wearing Hijaab. Today i saw differently.

I was minding my own business on the way home, when 3 guys from my year (that are in a couple of my classes but hardly talk to) were walking behind me. So as normal people do they said hi and engaged in a general conversation. That conversation lead to one of them putting his hand round me and called me beautiful, piff etc.. I fairly quickly disengaged from the situation and walked ahead of them on my way home.

Made me think to be honest. I mean he was joking but surely even jokingly that is no sign of 'instant respect'? I posted a bit of this incident on twitter and I received responses like 'your intention wasn't right' 'you were probably flirting' etc. etc. but I honestly wasn't, if they hadn't said 'hi' I wouldnt have even started talking to them, I barely know them, just seen them around school and stuff. Then I looked on the flip side. I was like if it wasn't my actions that caused this situation then it was obviously their mind-set. its amazing how easy it is for a guy to look beyond the Hijaab on our head, and the modesty of our social etiquette.

Saturday, 13 August 2011

Confessions of a Muslimah 1

I crossed out work because..
1) I don't work
2) /the only wear Burqa's at mosque!
Nevertheless.. Don't you just love it when you can get away with wearing absolutely anything under your Burqa (3baya)?
The joys of wearing whatever you want underneath is totally comforting.. so even if u have 2 mins to get up and get ready.. if you pop-on your burqa and a nice hijaab to go with it your done!
I think all Muslimah's will be able to relate!

Wednesday, 4 May 2011

Im a #HappyHijaabi

Poem: Im a Happy Hijaabi :)












People look. People stare,
They look at me with an ignoranced glare.
Look at her - she's out of place,
She's only showing her hands and face!
They never intend to know the reason,
Only imagine it to be a form of treason.
People question. People wonder,
About the influences I am under.
Why I cover-up from head-to-toe,
So that my physical body doesn’t show!
My personality and character are more,
Than can be shown with clothes from any store
People think. People assume,
That we are in a state of gloom.
Those Muslim women must be oppressed,
Just look at how they are dressed!
If they knew how I feel inside,
All their beauty they also hide.