MASHAL'S POV
MANCHESTER UK
I sat on my prayer mat after praying my fajr,slowly I walk to the window pane staring through the crystal glass with water droplets dripping from above,the fajr chirping of birds and how pleasing they are to the hearing,I look up to the sky seeing the visible mass of particles of condense vapor,the white and gray mass in the sky that is made of very small drops of water,the sky is so beautiful,I thought to myself, even the earth and everything that's in it and all Allah's creatures are beautiful
"Every creature is good and beautiful because Allah has made it so, and every good and beautiful thing is created by Allah, attributed to him"[2]
(Vol. 1,p. 27)
"It is Allah who has made for you the earth as a resting place and the sky as a canopy and has given you shape and made your shapes beautiful"(40:64)
The atmosphere of my room so serene as I recite those beautiful verses,couldn't go back to bed after fajr cause I was so eager, I was going to high school south Manchester to check if I was admitted or not, I've submitted my former school academic grades for cross check,who would accept you Mashal? I asked myself being pessimistic, which school will accept a terrorist or so they call us especially when I'm veiled and putting on a niqabi, I will hardly be accepted,cold lone tears stream down my face as I close my eyes and quitely make dua, I wanna go to college, I wanna study and be a surgeon doctor.
***the nutella is finished***
The nutella is finished
I kept repeating it inside my brain
"Don't worry princess I'm gonna get you few jars of it later in the day"my brother sami said taking the last bite of what was left of it
"You! How dare you, I can't believe you actually take what was left of the nutella"I said fiercely
"C'mon princess don't be so rude to akhi, its good if you show some respect"
"The last time I checked I didn't attend school were respect is being taught as a subject"
"We will have to work on your morale skills then"
"What ever! "
"Where's mama and baba? "I asked him noticing they weren't at home this early morning
"They're out to Allah knows where "he said shrugging off
"Ok, uhmmm, can you please drive me to school? I need to check if I'm accepted or not"I said to him
"No! Who dares drive a niqabi to school around Manchester city unless you want be to be term as terrorist"he said laughing out
"C'mon bro, pleaseeeee"I said giving him the puppy look I know he can't resist
"Okay okay fine,let's go before you make a stream out of the tears that were about falling out"
"Let me tell zahira I'm off"
"Don't worry, that sleepy head still hasn't gotten up"
"Ok then let's go"I said grabbing my backpack
"Sami?"I called out slowly while we were already in the car
"Uhmmm"he hum
"Do you want me to get accepted? "
"sure princess, why do you ask? "
"Its so clear mama and baba didn't like the idea of me going to school and I'm scared... "I said with a tear about to fall out when I wiped it off
"C'mon princess,stop over thinking okay?baba will be proud of you when you become a surgeon, so why won't they love it? "He said cutting me off
"Okay"I said with a sad smile and he gave me a reassuring smile and squeezing my hands
"Princess, you're the smartest of us all, no one can beat your intellect as much as I know you, not even baba, he only has plenty years of life experience but you're also talented,we're no match for you and I'm very proud of you okay? "He said to me and I felt my heart warm out of happiness, I'm glad my brother thought of me this way
"Hahahhhhh, don't flatter me so much"I said to him
"Okay then I take it back, you're dull, you're a dimwit, I wonder if high school south will ever accept you due to your poor intellect"
"You're not nice"I said giving him a punch, he only smile at me and the car halt to a stop right in front of high school south
"Thanks for the drive"I said and was about to leave the car when he kissed me on my forehead whispering
"Fee amanillah"
I smile and got out
***
"Hello sir"I greeted the security man at the gate, he looks at me suspiciously, accessing me from head to toe probably because of my niqab
"Hello miss? "
"Miss Mashal"I said
"How can I help you? "
"I submitted a copy of my results here at high school south so I'm here to check if I'm being admitted"I said with a smile even tho he couldn't see it
"Ohhhhh,and that is?"he said pointing to my backpack
"Anything but a bomb sir"I said and he chuckle at my reply
"I'm sorry miss Mashal if you feel offended"
"No its fine, I understand you're only being security conscious to avoid someone coming in to bomb up your school"
"You're so smart"
"Thanks"
He open the gate and showed me to the principal's office
"Good morning sir"I said after I've got into the principal's office and sat down
"You're miss Mashal riyaz right? "He ask
"Yes"
"Well, I'm happy to tell you checking from your previous grades at your old school and leveling with your intelligence, high school south has admitted you as one of it student but.... "
"But you have a problem with my niqab right? "I ask cutting him off
"Niqab? "He said probably not knowing what I mean by niqab
"I mean my face cover"
"Ohh, yeah, you see I'm not asking you to take it off,I wouldn't want you to forsake your religion and culture,because of the school security, each student has an identity card to be place at the right upper side of the chest with a clear photograph, and you being on that thing is a threat, how do we know if a person impersonate you in that outfit with your identity card and comes in to bomb the whole school? "
Puffffff, I let out a sigh, he's so true, but I can't take off my niqab after I've been with it for so long
"Sir, I understand what you mean,we live in a world where Muslims are consider threat to the society especially those covering their face, those despicable sects have given Islam a bad image but in shaa Allah something like that won't happen, please do consider me please"I said pleading him and realizing he doesn't even know what the phrase 'in shaa Allah 'means
"I see you have potentials and you're so obsessed with learning,high school south won't let you down, here is your time table"he said handling me a paper containing my subjects and time
"Thank you sir, I'm really grateful "
"You're welcome,the school is lucky to have someone as talented and intellectually active as you"he said with a genuine smile and I smiled back. I got out of his office amd was walking towards the gate when I overheard some bunch of girls saying stuffs like
"She's a towel head"
"No, terrorist is the best term"
"Maybe she has the face of an ogle to hide behind that thing"
"She's the new student in high school south"
"Wow, we now have a jihadist in our school"the four girls keep talking as they laugh and make fun of my appearance and my religion, but I don't care, the difference btw me and them is crystal, I'm just as precious as the metals, so special and rare while they're like stones found everywhere, all 3 girls we're putting on a skirt that stops right at the mid of their thigh and the fourth one wearing a tight body fitted jeans
"Subhanallah"I said to myself, how can a lady with moral be comfortable in those outfit?
"Hey little terrorist"I heard one of them called out to me
Ignoring them i walk pass them and out of the school gate, I took the bus back home, it was a 40mins drive since the bus has to stop every now and then
***
"Assalamu alaykum"
I said as I got into the house,baba was reading news while mama was in the kitchen
"Salamu alaykum baba"I said to him and was welcome with the right stern I'd expected
"Baba the school accepted me"
"Hmm"he hummed rather not excited
"Baba I... "
"Yalla Mashal,Ana aqra'ul akhbar, don't disturb me please "he said angrily with his Arabic ancient,baba doesn't likes speaking much of english,he rather speaks Arab, I was so heartbroken, can't he be happy for me that at least I was going to start school and become someone in the future? "
I walk out of his scene to the kitchen,walking past sami, he has been watching our drama from afar with baba and I could tell from his eyes he felt sorry for me, he doesn't like it when I'm treated like an outcast, he's the only one in the house who has an emotion for me.
Puffff!
One down, alhamdulillah
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