Americanmuslim Stories

Nedim looked at the young teen in front of him and called out, "Khadijah." "I know what you're going to say, Imam Nedim. You'll tell me to have patience. You'll tell me that we'll find my father. You'll give me reassurances. You'll tell me that you believe in him, but you know what Imam Nedim?" The blue-eyed, Caucasian-looking teen whispered in question. Nedim quietly watched as the teen picked up the picture of his family on the table. She looked at it and smiled sarcastically before whispering, "I don't believe you, Imam Nedim. Instead of standing up for my father, you condemned him like the rest of the congregation. He isn't a terrorist. He never was. He was your friend, but you betrayed him. You helped destroy my family, while you live happily with your in. In my eyes, you're as bad as the men who shot him. Please don't try to console me when you are just as bad as them," Khadijah whispered before heading out the door.

It's not easy for sixteen years old Fatima Zahra to live in the Western World. She struggles and faces many obstacles. She has nothing against Islam but doesn't like that fact that she has to wear the hijab and show her non-Muslim friends that she is a Muslim. Watch as Fatima tries to fit in with the other girls at her high school who are not Muslims, watch as she tries to hide her identity from others and as she tries to conceal her Deen from her friends just so she doesn't get called nasty names and so she can have more friends.

I was nearing the forbidden corner of the market by the mosque. The reason why people call it the forbidden corner is because male or female if you walk this way to the mosque you will be catcalled. I totally forgot about the path and was nearing it when a group of college girls approached me. I sighed and firmly gripped the top of my nose in annoyance. I then smiled, " Asslamu Aliekum (peace be upon you) do you guys need help with ahything?" A girl with a pink hijab said, " Yes brother we do need help and it's trying to figure out what your phone number is, do you mind helping us with that?" I stepped back in shock I would've never excepted such a proposal so close to the mosque and by hijabis at that! I kept my cool because judging is not my job and slowly but politely said no and walked faster towards the mosque. I saw a cute Muslim couple coming into the mosque and I let my thoughts drift. What would it be like to find such a realshionship here in a non Muslim country mashallah. Ha, just kidding who in the right mind would want to have a relationship with me.