EID IS NOT A TIME FOR ME TO LOOSEN MY HIJAB (For my dear sister struggling to obey Q24:V31)

It’s Eid again, Alhamdulillah! The hashtag this year is #BlackOutEid and this has got me excited! It’s finally time to wear that brand new dress I collected from my tailor last night. That guy almost gave me a heart attack. Sewn to fit, you’d swear it was made on me. Super Wax is N39,000 this year, the tailor did a great job in accentuating my curves.. what a way to bring out it’s worth! SALAFIE GAME ON, SALAFIE GAME STRONG! The 150k I spent to attend makeup school better payoff. I already see myself being crowned slay queen 2017. 

Even though my scalp still hurts a bit because I think the hairstylist didn’t wash the relaxer off my hair in time, My hairdo is P-E-N-G (What’s does that spell? PENG!) Gosh! My henna is so flawless, you’d think It’s tattooed. Aaah! I just remembered the I.V to the Sallah barbecue I was invited and I heard everyone is coming and also they’ll be inviting badman binladin.. “you for me!!!”. Can Eid get better?! I heard he’s retired, so I doubt if he’d be coming. It’s been long since my ears listened to music.. 29 days felt like forever. Twitter, Snapchat and Instagram better get ready ’cause they will be rocked this Eid. Oh yeah, whatsapp status!!! I will make sure I get the most likes and retweets. I sense a new fashion statement in the making.

Wait.. it was Ramadan that just passed, right? Darn it! Satan has been released today, no wonder what I didn’t find appealing during the month all of a sudden has my heart. 29 days of worshipping Allah about to come crashing. 29 days of abstinence.. Not just from food, but from going out without the correct hijab, from keeping away from unnecessary intermingling with boys, 29 days of lowering my gaze. I’ve spent twenty nine good days trying to build a Master-Slave relationship with my creator in the best of months. Those tears I shedded in the darkest hours of the night seeking for forgiveness all to waste? I worked so hard to fast and pray hoping for reward from Him perhaps He will forgive me. Am I ready to throw it all away for cheap comments from people? ..to satisfy my wanton desire of feeling good because people say I am beautiful? Am I ready to be oppressed by those girls seemingly winning the slaying game?

I wonder, will Allah be pleased with me if I engage in such? I know, my raging human desire demand that I go out there and have the haram type of fun. But Eid is not a time for us to drop our manners and say it’s just for three days. It’s a time we are to thank Allah for giving us an opportunity to worship Him relentlessly for a month, a time to celebrate and praise Him for giving us an opportunity to redeem ourselves, a time to enjoy from what He has given us from His bounty. 


“Many were the generations before you We destroyed when they did wrong..” Q10:V13

How sure am I that I am better than those that did wrong? No, I’d rather take the hurtful remarks that people will throw at me when I go out with the hijab. Yeah I’ll look grotesque, perhaps even revolting. My friends will probably wonder why I didn’t post any salafie this year and even if I do, it will be with my hijab on. If there’s one thing then it’s me being trained better by Ramadan than to seek for human attention. It’s only by His Rahama that I’ve made it out of the month alive. I’m not better than those who lost theirs during the month. It’s too early for me to loosen my Hijab. I’m ashamed to be such an ungrateful slave. 

From what I’ve learnt during the month, the grave is dark and scary except for s/he who did well following the commandments of Allah, Jahannam is too hot a fire to bear and death can overtake us any minute. What will I say to Allah when He calls me to account for my deeds on the Day of Judgment? That I wanted to slay that’s why I went about half naked? Well, How about those ladies prettier than me that were strong and choose not to? Did they want to go to Jannah while I choose to pass on that? Men, I’d only be doing myself a favour to hold on tight to what is right for Allah said: 


“To those who do right is a good (reward) and more (than in measure)! No darkness nor shame shall cover their faces! They are Companions of the Garden, therein they will abide (forever).” Q10:26

Albeit I am seeking attention, but not here. I’m seeking to be recognised and hailed by my Creator in the midst of angels high up in the Heavens. Eid won’t make me loosen my Hijab because that will defeat the purpose of the celebration. It’s a commandment by Allah for us to wear the Hijab. If we don’t, we are disobeying Him and that will spell doom for us. Jannah is not for the weak, you have to be strong and steadfast in obeying Allah for you to be worthy of a spot. So what if some ladies don’t wear it, you’ll be judged differently. And don’t look down upon them if they don’t wear the Hijab, that might be their only struggle while you are here dealing with a heap of sins. 

…this year I’m going to slay wearing my hijab! 
Please note: This is fiction. This is often times the situation our dear sisters find themselves in and shy away from the thought of Allah being watchful over them. 

HOW HER WORDS MADE ME FIRMER.

Last Friday I went to a function. It was this big occasion such that revered public figures were in attendance so of course many people attended it too. Ideally for ladies – giving precedence to the modern society, for such grand occasions they are expected to doll-up and apply so much makeup that perhaps you won’t recognize some at first glance. Probably done to attract the opposite sex.
I, on the other hand dressed coolly. My makeup was light and Alhamdulillah I was wearing the correct Hijab. All things were going well – I snapped pictures although I went with the intention of not snapping one.
Moments later, I met a close friend of mine. It’s been long since I saw her last so I was happy to see her. She, considering the high-profile occasion dressed gorgeously. I must admit, she looked Fabush! We exchanged pleasantries and I was called to snap more pictures so I had to leave her. After I was done, she came back and met me with a friend and she spoke some words to me that pierced the very core of my heart. She said to me, translated to English “look at your fellows, they all look so gorgeous but just look at you… You Look like a villager! blah blah blah” I was taken aback. For a moment, I didn’t know how to reply her. So being my usual self, I smiled and said to her “whatever”. We bid farewell and then she left.
As I departed the ground and I was walking back to my car, I thought to myself.. Did my hijab intimidate her that much? Albeit I felt a tinge bit of sadness mixed with anger because 1. Of what she said and 2. My shoe strap cut-off and I parked my car far away because of the maximum security there (Hell I had every reason to be infuriated at that moment!) But, I gathered my acts together and said to myself. Congratulations girl! You did it! Your hijab probably repelled an evil eye! Those men were probably forced to lower their gaze!
Her words made me stronger. That moment my love for hijab propelled. I felt more confident because I know if people there were to judge me, it will be for my personality, integrity and self esteem.
Western civilization has given womanhood a new shade. Women are mentally being forced to be objects rather than subjects and are being oppressed by being subjected to conform with the modern standards of beauty and sexuality. Unless a woman defines her body and presents it to the world, she would not be accorded any recognition. People will think she’s outdated.
Women should open their eyes and discover their worth. They should not let people delude them and force them to shirk their obligations towards hijab. Allah commanded the believing women to guard their chastity.
Sisters, you are beautiful and you don’t need the world to assert that to you. You are worth more than the compliments you get from people. You are a servant of Al-Musawwir (the Shaper of Beauty). Celebrate the praises of your Lord and ask Him for forgiveness.
May Allah guide us to the truth and may He keep us firm on it, ameen!

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MY HIJAB STORY

Alhamdulillah! It’s almost #WorldHijabDay and I wish to share my hijab story with you. I was born and raised in a muslim family but the concept of hijab wasn’t stressed that much notwithstanding the fact that our parents (may Allah bless them) never allowed us to go out without covering our hair and Alhamdulillah we wore modest clothes. But that was all that I knew about Hijab – I’ve always thought it’s a way to differentiate us from the kuffar and that was it. So long as I’ll cover my hair with a headscarf, It doesn’t matter if I wear tight garments – hijab meant literally just a headscarf to me.

Until about 2-3 years back when I lost my brother inlaw. There and then it hit me – I realised that life is just a sojourn and someday we will all depart. Albeit that loss shattered me, it was my key to set my soul free from the shackles of life. Long story short, amongst the things I wanted to do was to start observing the full hijab.

At first, the going was tough. I grew up in an environment where implementing hijab is a matter of will. I never got the zeal and drive to cover-up completely. So I started wearing it after listening to Kamal El-mekki’s To Veil or Not To Veil? but I couldn’t keep up because it was an iman Rush that pushed me to it and I didn’t follow the withholding procedure so I dropped it. But like I said, my soul was about to be set free from the shackles of this dunya.

I didn’t give up. When next I had the iman Rush, I went about with it systematically. I started reading about Hijab and its paramount purpose in islam. I came across #WorldHijabDay last year and I took part actively in supporting it on Twitter when people were not much in support of it even though I maintained being a “partial Hijabi” as I call it.

I kept on dropping it each time but I never gave up. My ulterior motive was to get closer to Allah and since He prescribed it for us in the Qur’an then I knew Hijab was the right choice. I continued pushing hard.

It wasn’t until recently that I finally settled to become a full time Hijabi. Ever since, my life has changed. I now feel liberated, safer, secured, protected, a better person and above all; closer to Allah.

As for those who criticize the Hijab, they don’t know how liberating it is. It sets one free from being a slave of modern standards of beauty and sexuality. Women who wear hijab are not subjected to being judged by their physical appearance but rather by their personality, integrity and inner beauty – something all ladies deserve to be judged with.

Everything which Allah made beautiful, He clothes. Allah has made you beautiful and He ordained you to cover yourself.

May Allah guide us to understand the true essence of covering our aura and to implement it, ameen!