11175054_359879877550518_2631927655190125206_nBismillah. “My Hijab Series” will feature personal stories of girls and women globally about their hijab. Want to join? Contact us!

Our first story features one of our Youth Board members:

The journey to my Lord has been the most beautiful path I ever walked on. Besides the thorns, the stones, the pain ,tears and facing all my fears I firmly walked toward Him, knowing He, The most Loving, most Compassionate, will shelter me . There was anyone and anything that could fill the emptiness I felt , but Him . The moment I started loving my Creator, truly loving Him , I felt the warmth of His love and blessing in my life.

“What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” a famous phrase , and something I felt on my own skin. From this point of view ,looking back to my life and everything I’ve been through , I can only be grateful for every tear I shed and every hardship I overcame. Sometimes we got to walk the path covered with pain and sorrow ,and those same paths push us back to where we were supposed to be at the very beginning, push us back to Him. We all struggle ,and everyone’s struggle is manifested in different shapes and colours. I struggled with my nafs, I fought battles deep inside which are way harder that those on a battlefield. Allah s.w.t says: “When he (a servant) comes closer to Me by a handspan, I come closer to him an arm’s length. If he draws closer to Me by an arm’s length, I draw closer by a distance of two outstretched arms nearer to him. If my servant comes to Me walking, I go to him running.”

Every effort you put into being better and being closer to Allah , will be rewarded (God willingly) In order to come closer to Him , we need to purify our hearts, our thoughts, our tongues and our intentions.

Hijjab is a state of mind , it’s not just a piece of cloth on our head.It’s so much more than that.My family wasn’t supportive about me wearing hijjab and I struggled.Whenever I mentioned wearing it their reaction was negative and they would always have an excuse for me not to wear it. Until one night I made the final decision , the decision to cover up . I only spoke to my mother and told her, none of my friends or other family members knew. I made duaa that night ,and the next morning was the first day of my life as a hijjabi.

Besides everyone telling me not to do it , I did it, but not out of spite nor out of a desire to be seen as a “good believer” ,not for people , not to “fit in” , I , as most of other muslim women, did it for the very verse from Quran “And tell the believing women to reduce [some] of their vision and guard their private parts and not expose their adornment except that which [necessarily] appears thereof and to wrap [a portion of] their headcovers over their chests and not expose their adornment except to their husbands, their fathers, their husbands’ fathers, their sons, their husbands’ sons, their brothers, their brothers’ sons, their sisters’ sons, their women, that which their right hands possess, or those male attendants having no physical desire, or children who are not yet aware of the private aspects of women. And let them not stamp their feet to make known what they conceal of their adornment. And turn to Allah in repentance, all of you, O believers, that you might succeed.” . I did it out of love for my Lord and my Prophet s.a.w.s. My decision to wear the hijjab had nothing to do with people and what they think of me , for what I find more important is what Allah s.w.t. thinks of me . I did it because I wanted to accomplish a task a was given as a muslim woman ,a task given by Allah and by accomplishing this task I found an inner piece and happiness . Since I covered I always felt accepted in company ,whether that company was islamically orientated or not, whether people around me practiced Islam or not , I felt respected and felt free to express who I really was. When interacting with the opposite gender as a muslim woman that wears hijjab , I never had to listen their dirty talk and usage of inappropriate language nor they ever tried to flirt with me or mistreat me.

This peace of cloth became a part of me, part of who I am , this is my identity . I’m a muslim woman and I prouldy show it anywhere I show up . I’m more than my looks and surely more than a sexual object ,as many women are seen nowadays. My potential lies in me ,what talents and abbilities I posess has nothing to do with what I wear. When I speak men listen with respect, when I walk I walk with a dose of humbleness and dignity. I refuse to be looked at and treated only as an object ,I’ve got a voice that is heard and an open mind to understand and appreciate differences. My hijab is my protection and my liberation , not “opression” as portrayed in the media.

To all of you out there, struggling with your imaan, those planning to wear hijjab , those trying to get rid of their negative habits ,those who go walking to our Lord and those who go running , Allah is with you . One duaa that ,I believe helped me, was : “Ya Allah make me love You more than I love your servants” ,and I prayed salatul-l-layl every night . Put your trust in Allah and He will open a thousand of roads of opportunities ,inshaAllah.