Tales of a Misogynistic Muslim: The Sexually Infatuated Brother

In my college’s Muslim Student Association (MSA) there was a brother named Kawsar.  Kawsar was a first generation Bangladeshi American. He had moved to the United States at age 17 and brought with him conservative Islamic values.  He grew out his beard to honor Prophet Muhammad and dressed in traditional Islamic garments every day.

When I had met Kawsar he was very timid, shy.  He would walk very nervously and always lower his gaze.  He seldom spoke and had a strong Bangladeshi accent.

Kawsar’s confidence improved when he began to go to the gym.  His style began to change from one of traditional Islamic garments to fitted T-shirts and jeans.  He began to trim his beard to have a groomed clean look.  Exercise gave him confidence. Click for more!

Tales of a Doubtful Muslim: Consulting the MSA

The following is my personal account of when I was a devout Muslim and having doubts.  I was actively involved in the Muslim Student Association (MSA) of my college and would spend much of my free time in their rooms.  Names have been changed.

My MSA Brother’s Advice

Allahu Akbar, shouted the brother leading the prayer.  I got up from shizda and sat up, reciting my prayers.

Does anybody even listen when you pray?”

No. No. NO! STOP IT! Astagfirullah.  I need to get these thoughts out of my head.  I need to get his voice out of my head.  Zac gave in to Shaytan and left Islam.  I can’t.  I can’t let his questions harm my faith.  This is Shaytan putting doubtful thoughts in my head.  I need to get Zac’s doubts out of my head.

“Assalamu Alaikum WaRahmatullah,” the brother said twice.  Prayer ended.  I need to specifically ask Allah to give me guidance. Click to keep on reading!

Coming Out as an Ex Social Justice Warrior

blackstruggleA few years ago, my political views aligned very closely with the far left movements of today such as Black Lives Matter, and campus based socialist/marxist movements.  I learned a great deal about intersectionality, post-structuralism, and how to critique the existing establishment.

For a few years, I perceived capitalism as an inherently corrupt economic system that was meant for the wealthy elite.  This favoritism of wealthy elitism combined with a white male hetero privileged culture that stems from European colonialism was the root of all social issues.  That was my point of view for the longest period of time. Click to keep on reading!