it’s funny some islamic fanatics thinks that the minion with one eye is jewish/illuminati related just because people are literally queuing up for it in McD like fuck.
Are you fucking kidding me, you muslim fanatics?
Pardon my french but i’m a Muslim born too AND an art major - anything with one eye doesn’t mean everything relates the jew/illuminati.
stop being an ass and bad mouthing other religion - islam doesn’t teach us to be that way. sure, there are tales about the jew in the Quran but still makes you have no rights to be a potty mouth.
ramadhan or no ramadhan, i will speak out what i believe is the truth.
sorry, not sorry.
Happy fasting, everyone.
The Muslim lesbian couple I met last night and had Suhoor with today were so inspiring. One is from Saudi and the other is Pakistani. They met one another at an ISNA convention and really hit it off. They were both well aware of their own sexuality but hadn’t talked to one another about it. The Pakistani girl (Hira) said she was too afraid of what she felt for other women to ever put it into words after seeing her older cousin beat and married off when her parents found out she liked girls, the Arab (Rania) said she was never one to hold back but because she had instantly found Hira attractive but hadn’t seen anything to hint that Hira felt the same, she had kept her feelings to herself. Rania came out to her family when she was 15 and they had been upset but she gave them two options: Accept her as she was or watch her as she walked away. Since then her family has turned a blind eye to her sexuality and it was never a topic of conversation again. They neither approve or disprove, they just let her be. Anyway they ended up becoming best friends. Hira started learning more about lbgtq Muslims and Rania introduced her to many. They grew closer and more involved in lgbtq activities and when it came time for college, they got an apartment together and moved in. Hira’s family started becoming suspicious because of the amount of time they spent together and while she was denying her sexuality to her family - she was embracing it with Rania. They fell in love and began dating but Rania said she was tired of pretending to be “just friends” whenever their family came over when Hira hadn’t even slept in her own room for months. Eventually the hiding got too much for her and she told Hira she couldn’t do it anymore.
When Hira got to this part of the story I could see the same emotions of that day on her face and in the way she nervously pulled at her napkin, I absolutely understood the feeling of coming out to a family that didn’t even believe gay people should exist. She said she wrote a note to her parents and siblings telling them the truth about her relationship with Rania and mailed them. The backlash was horrible and her parents came to their house beating on the door and demanding that she come home. She avoided them and couldn’t even leave the house because her father, brothers or uncle were constantly coming by or waiting for her to come out. She finally called Rania (who was at work) and told her what she had done and what was going on. Rania had told her to stay inside and give her a few minutes and she’d be there.
Rania said she was scared and angry and didn’t know what to do so she called her oldest brother and blurted the entire thing out to him. When she was finished she hadn’t known what to expect but his response wasn’t what she had in mind. He had calmly said, “We’ll be by to get you from work right now.” When he got there he had her father, mother and her 4 other brothers. They got to the house and her family had stood up for them. Her father said something neither one of them will ever forget, they both said it was something they’d remember word for word for the rest of their lives, “Our daughters are good girls, they do whatever we ask them to do. They work, they go to school and they come home. They aren’t out partying and they aren’t pregnant. They haven’t ran off with a boy somewhere and they don’t call us for anything. Today my daughter called almost crying because she thought you all were going to kill the person she loved. Girl, boy, girl that was a boy or boy that was a girl - we don’t care. If she loves her then we love her. We loved her when they were friends and we love her when they are lovers. If you can’t love her because of something as small as the gender of the person she’s with instead of the faith, personality or goodness of the person she’s with then there’s no need for you to come back to this house ever again. We will love them both enough to make up for you.”
Hira’s family left and hasn’t been back to bother them since that day 5 years ago. Rania’s family kept good on the promise to love them both and even threw them a surprise 5 year anniversary party. They’re completely in love, you can tell by the way they look at one another like no one else even exists in that moment that their eyes connect. I am inspired by their bravery, their love, their family and I pray that nothing ever breaks them apart.
I identify as a pansexual. Full stop, no regrets. Pansexuals have attraction for all gender identities - i.e Males, Females, Female-bodied Males, and Male-bodied Females.
I like the idea of androgyny, gender fluidity, not being stuck in a ‘female’ role or a ‘male’ role all the time, acknowledging it’s ok to feel both feminine and masculine. Sort of like a ‘I’ll cry if I want to, or I’ll crash your skull open if I want to’.
For the longest time I’ve had believed this mantra - that same-sex attraction is not wrong (in fact it’s recognized in Islam, SubhanAllah *see below), but taking physical action on it is (i.e. having sex). I will respect that, my religion is ultimately and infinitely more important than my own personal satisfaction. I’ve had a girlfriend, whom I promptly broke off once she wanted to do something more. I thought I was being noble. Being Islamic. Sacrificing my self happiness in order to be the better Muslim.
*In Islam, gender can be divided into four groups: male; female; khunsa; and mukhannis or mukhannas (Abdul Aziz, 1987). Khunsa are basically hermaphrodites. Mukhannis and mukhannas are males whose behaviour is similar to that of females. Mukhannis want a gender identity that is different from that with which they were born. They loathe their male identity and want to be female. In contrast, a mukhannas is one who is effeminate, but does not want to change sex - taken from Mak Nyahs (Male Transsexuals) in Malaysia: The Influence of Culture and Religion on their Identity
Imagine how I felt when I found out that what I believed was wrong. Khunsa (Hermaphrodites - a person born with both sexual reproductive organs) are allowed to have sex reassignment operation, yes, but ultimately you HAVE to choose what gender you want to be - male OR female.
So, in short, if you are a mukhannis or mukhanna (rejecting your biological gender but don’t actually have the physical sex organ of the opposite sex), you do not and cannot behave how you want to.
In short, my idea of gender fluidity is not only wrong, it’s a sin. This is kind of fucked up.
In the end, I will like who I like, biogically and hormonally speaking. Surely God will understand?
well said ayazai, well said.
to me if one is being mukhannis/mukhanna, it’s perfectly normal.
in fact, this has been around for CENTURIES.
you can find 450 species that are homosexual, 1 species that is homophobic - which one is pretty unusual in this picture here?
First day of fasting:
bad mood constantly today, probably hunger does have an effect on my mood swings ¬_¬
however i had fried mee hoon, a lil bit of mom’s Nasi Dagang, and ate half of 2 cakes - Banana Chocolate and probably Black Forrest.
i am full up.
i think i have a rough idea what to eat at 5AM.
Happy Ramadhan to all fellow Muslims!