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I’ve gone years trying to erase my heritage, to hide it from the eyes of my white peers, because all my life I’ve been taught white is beautiful, white is better, white is right.
I disrespected my own mother, not letting her speak to my friends when she came to visit at school, out of fear they’d ridicule her accent. I told her I hated the lunches she made for me, when I actually really loved them only because my white peers would scrunch up their noses at the unfamiliar smell.
I tried for years to hide my culture, never stepping out of the house in traditional garb unless it was absolutely dire, unless a white gaze wouldn’t touch me, staring at the foreignness. I’d never let my mother oil my hair out of fear that the remaining shine would make my white peers think my hair was as dirty as my brown skin.
I’ve gone years avoiding the sun, never letting it tan my skin, because the lighter I was, the better. Lighter was beautiful. Lighter was white. White was right.
I’ve gone years wishing I could clean my tongue of the language of my people, that my accent sounded just like my white peers, that they never knew I spoke a second language.
Years later I’m finally accepting my culture, my traditions, my heritage. Years later I’m finally on the path to loving my brown skin, not caring if I tan, eating whatever the hell I want for lunch, reviving the language dying upon my tongue, and accepting that my culture is my own, and it’s different, and that it’s something to be proud of and not something to hide.
Only to have that culture I’ve struggled and finally managed to love so dearly be thrown back in my face after being used and reused, it’s meaning lost on the white skin of it’s abusers.
Only to be told that my own culture looks better on that white skin anyway.
Only to be reminded that no matter how hard I try, my skin will always be dirty next to the clean white of my peers.
On being told that mehendi looked better on white skin than it did on mine. (via rotizayn)
Anonymous

Anonymous asked:

Could you explain feminism in Islam?

fiftyshadesofhalaal:

Yes I can!

I know feminism can go both ways, (and please don’t get me wrong I’m not bashing on the Western standards of feminism. I’m just trying to let you see my reality from my perspective). I do wholeheartedly support most aspects of Western feminism for reasons which I’ll state at the end of this message.

I personally believe that Islam does an impeccable job at constantly elevating the status of Muslim women. And this, I may add, has been going on for centuries rather than just generations in Islamic history.

For example- Do you know why we cover ourselves? Because God has told us to, not man. To show that our worship and submission should be to no other but God. We uncover for just a few elite because guess what? Society has placed unwritten rules into the hands of innocent women and we refuse to accept them. No man should ever judge a woman because that is not his job, it’s God’s job.
When someone speaks to me on the streets, they see me for who I am and not WHAT I am because there’s nothing to see but my personality. They respect my opinions and take me rather seriously. Islam has liberated me by allowing me to become a person and not an item.

There is an entire chapter in the Quran dedicated to women. Women were always seen as an equal to men- never inferior. We are told that heaven lays beneath our mother’s feet, because she is the one who carried us and endured pains and for that we owe her our lives.

Muslim women are almost always seen as oppressed and inferior to society. This is NOT an effect of religion, but rather culture. Over the years, many groups has clashed their CULTURE with religion, and that is never a pretty outcome. And this is why I stand up to feminism to say that what you’re doing is completely wrong because we’ve been blessed with our rights by GOD many, many years ago.

If I were to go on, this would end up being an essay. Please do visit this link: http://www.whyislam.org/on-faith/status-of-women/ for more information. Thank you!

Couldn’t put it any better my self! :)

everything-bass:

This is our sister. Your SISTER. MY SISTER. Look at how our women are being treated. It’s time we put aside our differences and unite as one. Us uniting is their biggest fear!

The Prophet (SAW) said: “The Believers, in their mutual love, mercy and compassion, are like one body: if one organ complained, the rest of the body develops a fever.” [Bukhari & Muslim]

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