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Sexist Culture

Sexism runs so deep into our culture that men are encouraged and even pushed to pray but women are not even welcome into our mosques and are obstructed from praying regularly in the home. This is the pathetic state of our people.

Doctor or engineer?

No. I am really sick and tired of the Pakistani culture expecting everyone to either want to be a doctor or an engineer.
It’s like all of a sudden if you’re not either of the two you’re retarded.
Saying you want to write, or be an actress, means you’re just too stupid to get into medical?
I beg to differ. I just don’t see the point of working your whole life so hard just to become something you don’t enjoy at all.
Personally I don’t wanna waste my ONLY life doing something I absolutely hate and getting a alot of money, I’d rather do something I love and not get paid anything. What’s the point of all this money. When we’re in our graves it’s not going to matter anyways.
I mean, no offense to those people who actually want to be a doctor or engineer or something of that sort. Being a doctor is a great profession. As long as you have the right intentions.
But my point is, you’re not stupid if you want to do something you like.
You only have one life on this planet, do something you are going to enjoy doing.

To all those who think women can’t walk around with their heads held high because they’re some kind of inferior creatures that have to be hidden from the world.
MY MOTHER RODE A CAMEL TODAY. In front of three thousand people, each one of them knew her, each one in awe.
If Hazrat Ayesha (ra) can fight battles on camel-back, why can’t the women of today do something similar? My mother was dressed in the Islamic limits of an abayah and hijab. And she basically did it so she could show everybody there the difference between “Haram” and “culturally unacceptable”.
Thanks to my parents I’ve been brought up to value Islamic morals more than mere man-made, faulty cultural norms.
Two minutes later I was on a horse, on my own. I saw people clapping. I saw fathers insisting their abayah-clad daughters and wives into trying out the horse ride too.
If my mother can bunjee-jump twice and if I can rock climb with a hijab on, and if there is nothing religiously wrong in that, I don’t see why I should worry about anything or anyone else.
There. I feel better now. Thanks blog.

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