Don’t Blame the Mullah for My Veil

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It’s high time for those among us who pretend to view themselves as moderates and liberals to confront the reality that it is not always the mullah to blame
It’s high time for those among us who pretend to view themselves as moderates and liberals to confront the reality that it is not always the mullah to blame

My veil gives me a confidence I didn’t find earlier in my being. It defines me; it gives me my sense of a dignified identity and tells me who I am

By Asma Anjum Khan

The side effects of 9/11! This was how a dear friend teased me when I decided to use the Islamic veil for my outings. Of course, she was speaking only half the truth. It was a decision I made for myself as I felt happy about it. Contrary to the common perception about mullahs forcing women to don the burqa, my decision to wrap the black garb around myself was a voluntary one. Sorry to disappoint my liberal and moderate friends on this one.

I arrived on the burqa scene after due deliberation and because I simply loved it. It was irresistible, this long and flying robe gives me a certain confidence to move around, perfect in satisfaction that, no one would dare throw a nasty look or a remark at me, or act smart.

I felt confident and free in my garb. Earlier when I didn’t wear one, (I never thought I would!) I was perennially concerned about my appearance and the way I would like to present myself before others. A make-up kit is something I have always stayed away from. But there were other crucial questions. Are my sapphire ear studs analogous with my light azure sharara? Is my dupataa going well with my ensemble or is it a bit muted? And most importantly my crowning glory, Tangled I was. Have always had a hard time, keeping this tangled glory in place!

But with the donning of the black abaya, all these questions were put to rest and I felt a rare calm in my being. The natural desire of a woman to look /appear beautiful/presentable for her immediate outside world, gave way to focusing on my inner virtues. The preoccupation with outward appearance gave way to the inward progress and I felt a mysterious ecstasy, the moment the soft flowing robe engulfed my little being. It became my universe. [Not forgetting to add, I still worry about azure ear studs, but not so much!]

Hailing from a middle class Muslim family consisting mostly of academicians, my choice didn’t go down well with my immediate audience. No one, absolutely no one, in my family, paternal, maternal or the in-laws, used an abaya or burqa. I became the trend-setter. Feedback ranged from absolute shock, discomforting looks, weird commentary or a shrug of shoulders, from friends, relations and well wishers. You will die of heat, was the common refrain I got tired.

My swift move to cotton cools instead of the nylon ones was wiser and a dampener on their free flowing and easily available teasing spirit. Even dear hubby, initially, didn’t take to it very kindly, refusing to accompany me for outings with a snobbish remark: “I don’t have the courage to be seen with a burqaclad woman. My friends would think, I forced it on you.”
He feared. He was right. She must have been forced to wear this burqa!

Why do people have to jump to this one and only conclusion, the moment they see a woman clad in the black, that she must have been forced to wear it?

Yeah, there may be instances where women might have undergone this ordeal but not always. We must try to be patient enough to look at the other side of the story as well. The arguments can be done on both the sides, but as I am not a lawyer, I can only present my side of the story, as it exists.

Public in general gives mixed reactions to women in veil. But mostly I find them treating us with respect and I often get the first preferential spot in the queue, if the room is overcrowded with men and of course with great respect and sounds of “Sister, you go first,” kind of kind things, said to me.

It is the so-called liberal fraternity that doesn’t take kindly to the veil. They are generally hostile and the common perception, even among them, is that a burqa-wearing woman must be a backward illiterate female with little common sense. I face it almost on a regular basis. The judge on an influential renowned university panel’s remark after my winning all the three academic competitions hands down was telling enough: “I can’t believe you have done it!”

The reference was to my being behind the black veil, all the while of course. I think it’s high time for those among us who pretend to view themselves as moderates and liberals to confront the reality that it is not always the mullah to blame.

In fact, even by suggesting it, you are insulting my intelligence and doubt my capability of comprehending things and take decisions for myself and entirely on my own. There may be and there are increasing instances of women opting for Islamic veil, of their own free will, of their own accord. It is their choice, made without any sort of compulsion. The mullah cannot hope to make any moolah here with us–the educated Muslim women of today.

By saying that the mullah forces us to do so, you are also questioning my right to use an ensemble which fits as per my religious and ethical norms. It’s against their own liberal spirit.

And as I cherish the concern of my well-wishers for the deficiency of vitamin D, due to the black robes drowning me into their yielding folds, and disallowing any sun rays, let me tell them, I also have vitamin I–Intelligence.
Hence in my place of dwelling I emerge out of my abaya and soak in the soft sunlight, to my heart’s content. And if some liberal insists even now on my allegedly being forced to do it, I’d rather say, leave me alone. Period.

The supple touch of my soft abaya soothes my soul too. My veil gives me a delight indescribable in words, it gives me the confidence I didn’t find earlier in my being. Most important of all, it defines me; it gives me my sense of a dignified identity and tells me who I am. A woman in black. Yes, it’s not always the mullah behind the veil.

PS: I respect all religious leaders and scholars whether they are called Mullah, Maulana, Sant, Sadhu or Father or Priest. I have used the term mullah here as it is this term our liberal friends use liberally to ridicule us and our practices.

* Asma Anjum Khan is Assistant Professor of English based in Maharashtra, India

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3 COMMENTS

  1. Dear Anjum,

    Great article and I salute your confidence and belief in the veil. May you stay steadfast in this endeavor because I know from experience that it is hard to do so especially in a situation where a significant number of others don’t take kindly to it.

    May Allah help you and protect you always.

    Ozma

    • Thanks Ms.Ozma,
      Yes,i pray may Allah keep me steadfast in this endeavor,Aameen. But the story is as old as 9/11! Almost 12 years, Alhamdulillah.
      As far as experience is concerned , it differs from person to person. I am least bothered about those ,’significant number of others’ you mention, because i think i try to care most for the most significant of them all, who is up above on His arsh and watching my every move. Rabb raazi toh sab raazi!
      Hereby i take the opportunity to invite you to our special and exclusive club ,The Women in Black , may Allah guide you me and everyone and make us realize that the one most significant and the one to be most concerned about , is our Creator and no one else.May Allah help you too and protect always,
      thanks. asma

  2. Nicely put sister.. Mad’m…

    It is at times really diffucult to convince friends that boss it is her own choice and I have told her she can leave it if she wants too… They just don’t seem to digest it even my wife tells them on face that she wears the abbaya by choice and not force….

    But keep up the good work, may Allah give this kind of confidence and belief to all our sisters… Ameen.

    Regards

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