Don't ask me what triggered it, I could say it was the usrah session I had last week, or perhaps, a deep buried intention of mine that's been there since coming to UK.... I could say many things, but mostly, I guess Allah just moved my heart to do it. (and i'm so grateful for it)
But anyways, true to last week's usrah where I talked about consistency.
The Prophet ﷺ said, “The most beloved of deeds to Allah are those that are most consistent, even if it is small”.
I decided that I will take a small step into wearing the hijab, by wearing it every Wednesday.
Strangely, coming out of my hall today with the hijab on didn't feel any significantly different than when i'm not wearing it. Nobody gave me strange looks, everyone just minded their own business and life went on. However, i already anticipated that this was the reaction I was gonna get from strangers. After all, I do live in Manchester, where the diversity here is amazing! There are already so many (beautiful) hijabis walking around on a daily basis. So its a pretty common sighting.
But when entering class, that's when I got a slight bit nervous. Meeting Su Wen earlier was fine, since I already told her and the rest of the gang that I was gonna do it on Wed. But the class.... nope, no one knew. Now, what was the reaction I got?
Strangely, coming out of my hall today with the hijab on didn't feel any significantly different than when i'm not wearing it. Nobody gave me strange looks, everyone just minded their own business and life went on. However, i already anticipated that this was the reaction I was gonna get from strangers. After all, I do live in Manchester, where the diversity here is amazing! There are already so many (beautiful) hijabis walking around on a daily basis. So its a pretty common sighting.
But when entering class, that's when I got a slight bit nervous. Meeting Su Wen earlier was fine, since I already told her and the rest of the gang that I was gonna do it on Wed. But the class.... nope, no one knew. Now, what was the reaction I got?
nothing.
But not the normal nothing-nothing. It's the nothing as in there's a big-elephant-in-the-room-nothing. The people I knew and knew me, didn't say a word. Most just didn't talk to me, but those who did, just pretended that nothing was different. It was almost funny, really! I mean, I could sense the curiosity radiating from them, but no one asked. It was as if, they we were afraid to ask. As if it was a sensitive topic. To be fair, I think I myself was radiating a whole nervous don't-ask-me-about-my-hijab vibe. So, can't really blame them. Hahah.
Nevertheless, I'm glad I did what I did today. Nobody said the first step would be easy. I just have to persevere and remain consistent. First step is always the hardest, once everyone gets used to it, no one is going to feel weird at all. InsyaAllah.
I pray for the strength to continue being consistent in doing what I know is right. Amin.
Nevertheless, I'm glad I did what I did today. Nobody said the first step would be easy. I just have to persevere and remain consistent. First step is always the hardest, once everyone gets used to it, no one is going to feel weird at all. InsyaAllah.
I pray for the strength to continue being consistent in doing what I know is right. Amin.
