When I first started wearing the Niqab, I felt very awkward when people threw rude comments at me. Later, when the comments started to increase, my awkwardness converted to anger, and there were times when I stared hard and straight at those who offended my Niqab and let them know how angry I was. I know some people who take these comments coolly, but some others, really tend to lose their temper.
Now, thankfully, not many people abuse Niqabis in my country Alhamdulillah. Apart from the occasional ‘ninja’ there’s really nothing much. But at times when they do or when they stare at us as though we are dirt, I’ve learnt to control my anger. I’m no longer intimidated by any comments people throw at my Niqab, because deep down, I know that the only reason they hate my Niqab so much is because they find something undeniably beautiful about it.
Let’s face the fact: Would any of us approach and throw rude comments at a woman who is semi-naked? As Muslims, all of us hate the sight of women dressed that way, because it’s nothing short of a disgusting sight. But would we insult her for her clothing? Obviously not, because we just don’t care about what or how they dress. We might hate it in our hearts, but we would never go to the extent of humiliating them. So long as we are covered, Alhamdulillah, we are happy. And that’s what matters.
But why is that people are so very concerned about our Niqab? Why are they fighting so hard to ban it? If they don’t like it, fine, they can keep it to themselves, but why abuse Niqabis?
As far as I’m concerned, it’s because they are intimidated with our Niqab. They probably find it hard to accept the reality that there are women out there who have the strength to cover up despite the demands of the society, despite the demands of fashion and despite the lure of this sex-crazed world. In short, all this hatred probably stems from jealousy.
So, for us, all these comments, all these Niqab bashing and all the tosh about Niqabis being oppressed and subjugated, only makes us stronger because our Niqab probably threatens people who are so bent of slaving behind fashion and their desires. You know what? I think people who call the Niqab oppression are the ones really oppressed.
There is always a reason behind hatred. It’s either:
#1 Someone has done something that has harmed you in some way
I really can’t find any other reason for hatred. So lets put the Niqab ban and Niqab hate into this perspective.
The Niqab was banned because those officials concerned hated the Niqab. Yeah, they brought forward some baseless reasons, but it all comes down to their hatred for the Niqab. So, now, which category does their hate for the Niqab fall in to? I don’t know of any instance where any Niqabi has ever harmed any person in any way. So it most certainly cannot fall into that category. This makes it automatically fall into the next: Jealousy.
You must be wondering why. Just take this example. You’re a man whose wife is wearing a low-cut, skimpy, short dress and all men are gaping openly at her. Another man, whose wife is covered up, is not getting any kind of (bad) attention from men. Put yourself in this man’s shoe. Wouldn’t you be jealous of the woman all covered up and her husband? Wouldn’t you envy the protection and privacy this woman and her husband enjoys?
So, I my opinion, Niqab haters’ hatred is really stemmed from jealousy and of course, to humiliate Muslims as much as they possibly can.
Niqabis, don’t you ever, ever worry about people humiliating your Niqab. They probably envy you and your strength, that’s all! So hold you head high because you are one of those strong and rare women who can dress to please only Allah. Stay strong!
So now, I’m not afraid of any comments haters throw at me. I just remind myself that these people have been imprisoned by others, but me-I’m free. Free to dress as I please-not to please others, but only my Lord. And at the end of the day, that’s all what counts!
Note: These are my very personal opinions and it doesn’t apply for all Niqabis. We are all entitled to our own opinions and this is mine.