Chapter-3

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"HER POV "

It was your first day at university but you're late. "

"Huh? " running towards the classroom, slips from the stairs and falls..

"Get up Fatima!! GET UP". I get up breathing heavily. " ya Allah!.. It was just a dream? "
I check my phone, look at the time and it is 3:53 am. I turn on the lamp, see Rumi sleeping. I get up, go to the bathroom, perform ablution and spread the prayer mat as it is Tahajud time.

Set my hijab and I start my prayer by saying, "Allahu Akbar".. Then I offer four nawafil. Then sit on the prayer mat, make random circles on the prayer mat while talking to my rabb,

" ya Allah! How to be grateful for what you've given to me. This life... My dreams.. Thank you Allah for everything you did for me. Please help me in the future. Don't leave me in any situation. Today I'm gonna start my new life. In a new country. I'm not aware of this culture and I am gonna continue my hijab. Please make my ways easy for me.. "

I sit on the prayer mat until Fajr alarm plays. As it's Korea, a non muslim country, so this is another loss we face, there's no azan in the mosque. But baba found a mosque which is a little far from our house. As usual baba goes to the mosque. Maa wakes rumi up and we all offer our Salah. And our day starts.
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"Fatima! Take your tea! " maa g says, while serving roti to baba who's reading the newspaper,he thinks by reading newspapers,he can be fluent in Korean.

"Maa! I don't have time. " I look myself in the mirror. Wearing a caramel colored hijab with a dark brown abaya. I don't cover my face but my body. I apply lip balm on my lips, alhamdulillah Allah has created me beautifully, I don't need much time to get ready.

I get out of the room.

"I'll go for rumi's admission today" baba says then looks at me, "fatima! You're going? "

"G baba! I need to take the bus, and as it's my first day I need to be at time there" I reply while wearing my sneakers..

"Ok beta! Don't forget to recite ayat-ul-kursi"

I smile and nod, "Allah Hafiz! " I say and leave.

Maa looks at baba with a worried face, "yaqoob! Why don't you go with fatima it's her first day!? "

Baba chuckles, "don't worry my Noor! I want my daughter to know that I'm her strength but as well as I don't want her to depend on me for herself. I raised her as my son and I want her to tackle her problems by herself"

Maa smiles, "tea? ". Baba chuckles, " ah yes yes! "...

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This university is heaven itself, not just in South Korea but in overall Asia. Overall international students come here for higher studies. I feel the luckiest getting admission here on the basis of my scholarship. The Biggest and the most beautiful university my eyes have ever witnessed. It took 20 minutes to reach my department. As I'm a new semester student of masters in medical biotechnology.
I'm super nervous when I reach there. It's 7:21 am. Class will start at 8am. I need to find my classroom as I step in the boundary of university, everyone's eyes are focused like I'm a model, cat walking on red carpet. No I'm feeling stares since the day I came here. This is because Muslims here are very minor, and usually they don't wear abayas or hijabs.

I take a step in and say under my breath,
"یا حیی یا قیوم برحمتک استغیث".
Finally feel better. The strange thing I feel is girls glare more than guys. Because all of them I see are wearing shorts, skirts until their knees, some until thighs, or commonly jeans with tops.

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