Diary of a Muslim girl

Chapter 2

The week passes by and before I know  it, it is Thursday. Getting a one day holiday from school is a blessing and luckily, it is one today. I get up late and move around the house drowsily. Aah... how nice it feels to sleep in late.

I reminisce my past week while brushing my teeth. The past week had been depressing for me. I was quite disappointed with myself. My best friend was perfect in quite some ways. I was not. I often reminded myself that I am blessed with something that she does not have yet, Islam. A religion which rewards us for the most simple and mundane thing like smiling, and guides us in all ways possible. She is loved by all .. and by all .. i mean ALL and everyone seems to worship her. I am the awkward uninteresting sidekick around her. The girl who is always ignored. I often get hurt due to this and I still do. I try to get rid of this jealousy but I just .... can't.

In addition to that, there has been few incidents with the stranger boy. Each day I feel like I know him from somewhere, but I can't put my hand to it. It all started quite some months ago. I guess God decided to test me with this guy, because I think that ever since I saw him, we.... well I have been uncomfortable around him. /I at times, fail in lowering my gaze and that just displeases Allah, which makes me sad./

There is more but .. I realize that I am drooling toothpaste over the sink.

I wash my mouth hurriedly and eat my breakfast which is a tomato filled tortilla with mayonnaise and caesar dressing. I wash myself and dress in a cute outfit. A black full sleeve dress with black stocking.

Nope.. I'm not one of the goth or emo or anything of that sort.

I slip over my abaya and pin my hijab tightly. I smile knowing that today, If God Wills will be a nice day.

After spending the afternoon at a nearby mall, I head for my Thursday religion class. I look forward for these classes as they tend to boost my faith in God a lot and make me think more about the actual purpose of life i.e. to worship God alone.

But i get a surprise when i get the news that the sister who teaches us will not be there. I am informed that a male teacher will have a simple talk with us. I grimace at the thought of a boring sir, but I soon realize that the reality is the complete opposite of my expectations.

He talks us to us generally on life and two things which he stated makes me heave a sigh of relief and i relax a while.

Remember the low spirits i had before. His speech helps me to overcome a bit of my misery.

His words registers into my mind........
/I remind you guys that dating is haraam. Zinna is one of the greatest sin in Islam and Allah has commanded us to not even approach it. So please avoid friendships with the opposite gender. I am not saying that it is haraam to talk to them but make your talk modest and proper. It might be a small friendship but it can lead to something big. And never ever stay alone with a guy as the prophet ( saw) has said that when a boy and girl is alone, shaytaan is always the third person. At this age, you are crushed by peer pressure to have boyfriends but have a halal boyfriend who as you can guess  is to your husband. And I remind you guys to be patient with Allah. He puts you to tests and you are to pass these tests. Allah wont burden you with more than what you can cope up with. It is not a use to cut yourself . You are just going to put more pressure on yourself. In fact, be patient and Allah will reward you for the same./

He talks more about the purpose of life and I feel my spirits going a bit up again. I know that Allah wont leave me alone to deal with difficult things in life.

I go to sleep feeling blessed. I am pleased when i realize that I hadn't cried at all today, Alhamdulillah..............