Sunday, August 4, 2013

Something I hide.

"My mom wears veil. And i'm a proud daughter."

As moslems, girls do have something to wear, the veil. But wearing veil isn't as simple as wearing long sleeved shirts or long pants below the sun, isn't as simple as wearing sunglasses in a dark room, or wearing sandals in the ocean.

Wearing veil needs guts, needs intention. Once you wear your veil, you can't take it off. The purpose is to let yourself be closer to God. It is a rule that ladies have to cover everything from her head to toe.

But what I hide is sadness. I found a lot of people whose religions aren't moslem glanced at my mom with their displeasing faces and gestures. These happened in 3 foreign countries where I had visited. It's just not fair, everybody was supposed to appreciate the diversities in religions. But why....did that happen.

My mom realized that she was being glanced at. And she saw their faces and gestures.

But what made me feel like I'm the proudest kid was when my mom saw and realized that "incident" happen and looked at me whose face was worried and said, "It's okay, wearing veil was my decision since years ago, and I have no regrets" and then she smiled.

At that moment, I found that my mom's really pretty when she smiled, prettier than before. her smile was sincere.

Yes, I have the coolest mom on earth.