While at university, I was in an intense quest. There was a huge difference between the Islamic doctrine we were taught, and the one that I could embrace with all my heart and soul, so much that, with a strong need of embracing the notion of God with awe, instead of fear, I began to say, “If all these people around are Muslims, then I’m not, and I don’t want to be.”
When I was just three years old, I asked Mom a question, and got angry because I couldn’t get a satisfying explanation:
“Mom, God created us, right?”
“Right.”
“We need Him for everything, don’t we?”
“Yes, we do.”
“But He doesn’t need us, does He?”
“No, He doesn’t.”
Now, I thought to myself in a childish way: It doesn’t matter God or human; why to create something that You don’t need, but that needs you, and perhaps that will prove to be a pain in the ass? continue reading...
