Assalam yaa habibi :)
My name is Amel Abshir Yussuf Al-amri, I was born in italy 24 years ago, My mom was not that religious, but my dad was teach me read qur'an and hadits, a bit hard reading arabic actually, hehe.. I was left there when I was 3 years old, then went to switzerland lived there for two years then came to england.
England is a country who has strict people, they ignore moslem always. This country is seriously bad, Being a muslim here is hard, people watch you how you are and things you wear and discriminate you just by how you look. We couldn't easily using hijjab or scarf. After my dad was passed away 6 years ago, no one teach us about qur'an and hadits.
Although I have islamic foundation culture, I start learn arabic, rasulullah way of living and hadits 4 years ago, after 2 years I stop pray and read qur'an. I goes to Kuala lumpur to continue architecture study 4 years ago, my heart beat faster, my blood flow rapidly watch my indonesian moslem friend crying cause left ashar, he slept away by the way. He teach us unity and love to each other, start from eat together in big plate, till cook prata bread or "nasi goreng lamb" for us, and everytime we finished class there is spicy delicious indonesian arabian food. For the 1st time, I feel sick about eating together on a plate, too many hands try to grab rice. Haha.. Really.. But, he was notice that and seperate mine aside, cut off the chicken breast then put it on my rice, that is the prove that islam teach us love and caress each other. The other friends are from yemen, he teach us beautiful lyrics of qur'an in any praying together (jama'ah). He is my hubby now and I'm happy.
My Husband is very difficult to have dzuhur pray but its ok, he always brought sajjadah to the office and pray dzuhur on emergency exit cause the mosque so far away from his office. Not easy to know timing of praying, no adzan here.. Hiks2x
England is a country who has strict people, they ignore moslem always. This country is seriously bad, Being a muslim here is hard, people watch you how you are and things you wear and discriminate you just by how you look. We couldn't easily using hijjab or scarf. After my dad was passed away 6 years ago, no one teach us about qur'an and hadits.
Although I have islamic foundation culture, I start learn arabic, rasulullah way of living and hadits 4 years ago, after 2 years I stop pray and read qur'an. I goes to Kuala lumpur to continue architecture study 4 years ago, my heart beat faster, my blood flow rapidly watch my indonesian moslem friend crying cause left ashar, he slept away by the way. He teach us unity and love to each other, start from eat together in big plate, till cook prata bread or "nasi goreng lamb" for us, and everytime we finished class there is spicy delicious indonesian arabian food. For the 1st time, I feel sick about eating together on a plate, too many hands try to grab rice. Haha.. Really.. But, he was notice that and seperate mine aside, cut off the chicken breast then put it on my rice, that is the prove that islam teach us love and caress each other. The other friends are from yemen, he teach us beautiful lyrics of qur'an in any praying together (jama'ah). He is my hubby now and I'm happy.
My Husband is very difficult to have dzuhur pray but its ok, he always brought sajjadah to the office and pray dzuhur on emergency exit cause the mosque so far away from his office. Not easy to know timing of praying, no adzan here.. Hiks2x
Ah yeah, on Eid day everyone goes to egware road to smoke shisha and get dressed up then go clubbing. Culture of hedonist couldn't be erased easily, they hate moslem, they hate our Qur'an, they always tried to make us full of sin, and for sure it is not easy to not to join with their demon party.
I don't know how to teach my son about islam, it would be difficult because there's so many bad influences, I really don't know how they growth, maybe you can adopt him and teach him love and caress like what you did, although his father do much praying, but still hard living with a lot of kafiir... I'm muslim but I'm not the greatest! :'(
Moslem....
I miss the time we shared together
Tell stories about Mohammed till tears wet our sajjadah
I miss the time we shared together
Tell stories about Mohammed till tears wet our sajjadah
I miss the rushing foot step chasing bus to mosque
And all of you going back with shiny face
I miss the noise of indonesian man there cook the prata.. BANG the bread!!!
Sweating for others..
I miss the beautiful voice of yemen man call us for praying.. ALLAHUAKBAR ALLAHUAKBAR!!!
I miss the smile of every moslem whose feel free to do praying...
I miss every moments of FREEDOM
Beloved, UK,London
09/11/2010
Lovely Sister.
Amel Abshir.
09/11/2010
Lovely Sister.
Amel Abshir.
not easy to living as a moslem in west country... salute to our families there, and we wish ahlul bayt and another families from east countries would like to help us...
ReplyDeleteSalam, try your best and Insyaallah Allah will provide his help. For Allah never test His servant more than they can bear. Alhamdulillah to hear your story.
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