I am a moslem. I have been a moslem for 17 years 4months and 29 days, but for all these time, I feel the world has not got it already, how it is like being a majority at home and minority as I step out home.
I was born in Indonesia. The biggest moslem country ever is. I wear hijab. I befriend with moslems, mostly, christians, budhists, and hindus, javanese, sundanese, bataknese, balinese, padangnese, chinese, etc. people here get along well. Not as well as I thought though. I mean there’s these narrow-minded individuals and groups declaring war against pluralism.
I’m a great achiever. I’m as vain as any 17 year old girl. I have always dreamt of traveling abroad, studying in the best school and university abroad. I applied once to a student exchange programme and I was rejected for insisting on wearing hijab. hijab is part of my existence, quoting the film My Name Is Khan, I committed to this. I may wear veils, but that doesn’t have to do with how broad my mind is—or how rad I am—does it?
Indonesia is a pluralist as well as, a tolerating, broad-minded, and warm country. The nation was attacked several times by a group of terrorists who called themselves moslem, when in fact, they really aren’t. Here we choose not to hate moslems, since they(those bugger terrorists) are not even one, but to unite and not be afraid of them.
I am planning to study abroad for my postgraduate education, you’d better prepare for my coming, world 🙂
oh yeah, this is gonna take the best of me.
Loads of raaaaaad love ;p