Tuesday, September 2, 2014

My Hijab Story

I have been thinking to write my hijab story for quite sometime now. My journey has been a long one and still there is a lot more to go. But from where I stand today, I can tell you, it took me years to fully understand the meaning and importance of it and I am trying to get better and insha-Allah will reach there, the destination one day as well.

So, when and how did it all start? I grew a conscience of covering my head when I was around 15, but since none of my close friends and family wore any form of head covering, I had no idea about scarf. The only girls I saw wearing scarves in school either wore black or white ones and I found them quite unglamorous. In Pakistan, as it is a custom for women to cover their heads with dupatta (long scarf) but rather out of respect for elders such as father, uncles, grandparents etc than for religious reasons. Well, due to this conscience and in order to still look trendy I got myself a floppy hat and started wearing it to college and everywhere.

For two years, I kept it that way and then I got into engineering school and cherry on the top in mechanical engineering department, a department which is notoriously famous all over the world for lacking in number of female students. In a class of 70, we were only 5 girls and the first thing I noticed right on the first day was all the girls except for me wore hijab! I kept on wearing my hat and would take it off in the class but after a week or so, I started to consider the idea of wearing a scarf. I kept on weighing the pros and cons, one of the significant cons was money as I couldn't just go around in the same scarf everyday.... too embarrassing!

Anyway, I particularity got inspired by one of the girls, who is surprisingly the only one I am still friends with among those hijabis and gained the required confidence and wore a scarf to university on 1st Muharram 1427 (i.e. 2006).

However, even after all the effort, I didn't still understand hijab and the purpose of it much so I made sure to wear it only to university and avoided wearing to dinners and wedding parties. I even argued with my eldest bro when he pointed out the ridiculousness of the combination of head scarf with tight clothes and half sleeves. But by the 2nd quarter of next year, strangely I started to dislike showing my arms so I made sure to go for 3 quarters sleeves in new dresses and started wearing scarf to gatherings as well and even when na-mehrams would visit my house. And, around this time I faced the first wave of wrath of Pakistani society. Unfortunately, it is not expected of young women or the unmarried ones to become a bit too religiously inclined and it is considered enough if one fulfils the basics such as Salah, Fasting and yes!! no-haraam relationships. I continued in this confused state till 2009 and then finally decided to either wear loose clothes or Abaya and got all my formal wears altered to full sleeves. There were little hush hush whispers from relatives and older generation on my new look but on the contrary my generation rather appreciated it despite themselves being different. I got support from my parents as well except a bit of resistance at the beginning.

In Sept 2011, I went to Japan for postgraduate studies and honestly, I was a little unsure of the reaction people would give to a girl cladded in Abaya and so I decided to instead opt for modest dressing with proper head scarf. But when I was there, and experienced that no one was bothered by scarf or hijab or even if they were, they never said or expressed so, I decided to wear abaya again and got myself a few colored ones when I came back in spring break to Pakistan.

While I was in Japan, I always got positive reaction and mostly people appreciated how I was still sticking to values in a foreign land. Once I was at a  lunch in a really nice restaurant and all of a sudden 3 elderly women came up to me and started inquiring about the scarf and showed curosity as to how I had tied it and in the end even ended up requesting me to show them, which I eventually did in the ladies room. :) In total, Japan's experience was really beautiful.

I have been Alhamdulillah since then wearing hijab. Occasionally, I dress up as well but modestly. I love wearing colored hijabs, I also apply makeup on and off but natural looking and nothing flashy so I don't end up attracting people.

I am still not perfect but the road is long and I am sure I will be there one day and hope that day comes soon insha-Allah. And by this I don't only mean hijab in terms of what I wear or what I show, it is about the renovation of the whole personality and making my faith stronger.

Monday, April 14, 2014

WEDDING!!?? REALLY??!!! DAMN!

For last two months or so, my life has been quite interesting, as all my non-wandering friends are tying the knots and I am wandering about to make preparations and plan surprises for them.

In these 2 months, I realized how complicated of an affair is this wedding business. I am quite astonished at the amount of time and money required to be invested even in the most nominal wedding.. And what is the end result? I wonder many a times, and I have come to embrace it that my thoughts over this topic are more or less stuck in a vicious cycle, at first everyone is worried about getting the right partner, once they do or believe that they have, they move towards the next step, marriage, sometimes it takes to overcome a few hurdles, and for some it is pretty easy parents agree, proposal is sent, marriage, yes and tada date fixed. Don't forget but all of this requires many kilograms of sweets, a number of dresses and of course the most important element, gossips....  And among all the elements the most interesting, irritating, truly annoying is of course GOSSIP. So, lets take a look at the topics of gossip involved in a wedding.
  •  MUST BE A LOVE MARRIAGE: Yes, no matter how the bride and groom met or didn't even ever meet, they are almost always ACCUSED of tying the knot due to love (which is incomprehensible to me why is it so important to these xyz people) but the best part is played by the poor parents who go around convincing people as if they are criminals of sort that their children their children couldn't ever dare to commit the crime of looking at the opposite gender let alone falling in love! Na na na... such a hideous crime can never be committed. 
  • BRIDE IS DEFECTED: SO, what's next; of-course, have to discuss the bride, if she is not fair then definitely she is not beautiful, if do not have a pencil perfect figure, toooo fat, if has done Bachelors in Arts not educated, if is a professional must be cunning and the list goes on and on. What I don't get is, who the hell is anyone to comment on anything or give such nonsense opinions. Why is it so difficult to be happy in someone else's happiness. If cannot be happy, at least can pretend to be. 
  • ACCUSATIONS: Of many other series of accusations, one that is a complete must is accusing the bride for trapping the groom. Don't mix it up with the love marriage accusation, it is a different one; normally no matter whatever the social  profile of the groom be, he is considered to be the most innocent man ever born and it is always the bride who somehow traps the groom and lure him into tying a knot with her. And unfortunately, this sort of mentality prevails in the people throughout Pakistan and is not just limited to major cities. 
  • WEDDING PREPARATIONS: Another topic of discussion is usually related to the dresses of bride and groom and how huge the wedding was. No matter how much one spends, or not (which is also a personal matter), it is always discussed. If one spends alot, they are usually labelled as the extravagant people and are discussed behind their backs in the following manner;
  1. Weddings shouldn't be so expensive, there is already so much poverty in our country and they spent on a lavish wedding for no reason.
  2. WOW! such a huge and awesome wedding, I want similar wedding for my son, tell the girl's side to start making preparations.
  3. Yeah! the wedding was really nice and colorful with so many dishes but not of really good quality, my wedding so simpler and only two dishes of food but were so tasty that one could eat off his fingers.
  4. ASTAGHFIRULLAH!!! JEHANNUMMI (I seek forgiveness!!!! you are going to hell!!)
  5. Did you see how the mother dressed up as if it was her own wedding. MY GOD, Buddhi ghori Laal Lagam (An aged woman  behaving like a young girl)
  6. Money could be sensed everywhere! 
and the list goes on and on....


There are many other points that can be added but I don't want to be any more cynical. All this is definitely not applicable to the whole society but some bit of it is experienced in almost every wedding but then maybe such happens all around the world and criticizing Pakistan wouldn't be right either! 

This blog is not intended to offend anyone and it is just a point of view, my point of view. It can both be right and wrong and at the same time none and can just exist on its own! I really enjoy weddings especially Pakistani weddings, I love the colors and henna and girls giggling etc but attending too many in a row can be quite burdensome to my pocket and hence I end up saying.. WEDDING!!?? REALLY??!!! DAMN!












Friday, December 28, 2012

With that person...


The idea of meeting someone someday accidentally without knowing... one day that person would become one of the most important beings in Earth for the whole life and the wish to stay with that person forever is so tempting...

I don't want him to be perfect, I want him to be full of flaws. I want to love him with all the imperfections and fill in where he lacks and him to fill in where I lack and enjoy the empty spaces where we both lack...

I want us to act stupidly together, cutely together. I want to fight with him one-day and the other day shower him with love. Some-days should just be lazy days spent together watching the sunsets. I want to spend time worrying about him and him to worry about me.. I want him to protect me as I love to get into troubles...

I want us to read books together, him lying on my lap and me comfortably caressing his hair while reading. I want us to watch movies together with a big bucket of popcorn and watching games wearing t-shirts of our favorite teams and jumping crazily during the match. I want us to play video games and sports together and him getting really angry when I defeat him.....

And somedays should be such that we just walk hand in hand together on beach under moonlight with waves hitting our feet.....

I want him to get jealous of other men if they look at me or show a lot of interest in me, I would love it if he even becomes jealous of the wind that brushes me. he should at times act like a 17 year old possessive, obsessive lover but all in all I want him to always trust and respect me without any doubts.