When
a Hindu fundamentalist inspired me … …
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Shakeel Ahmad (shakeeluae@gmail.com)
Amit:
“You are a good Muslim, and we face no difficulties in going along with
you. Unlike the other guy, Ayub! Oh my God, I feel so irritated just
looking at his bearded face! And, why does he have to cover his head
with a cap all the time? Can’t he understand he is studying
Engineering, and he has to lead a professional life?”
Me: “Hey Amit,
don’t you think beard is a natural sign of a man? Have you asked Ayub
why he keeps it?”
Amit: “Oh yeah,
I did ask him once, and he said it’s prescribed in Islam. I asked him
if this was right, then why all Muslims do not keep it. You know what
he said? He said, ‘Ask those who don’t keep, that’s something only they
should know’.”
Me: “But, have
you ever asked a Hindu saint why every sadhu keeps beards? And all
those who maintain beard are not Muslims, you never seem to object to
them!”
Amit took a deep
breath, sighed as if wondering why he never asked a sadhu about it! In
fact, he recalled his grandfather also sported a beard that he liked a
lot. He told me he could recall Hindu characters in many of the movies
sporting beard; he could even recall bearded Amitabh Bachan looking so
smart that clean-shaven Salman or Shahrukh could never match. But, as
if to extend his argument about Ayub’s beard, he said:
“But, why does
Ayub’s beard irritate me? Is it because it’s unkempt? Or, is it because
he attaches Islam to it? Anyways, I see you using a tooth brush, like
we do, while Ayub uses a twig (miswak, a tooth cleaning young shoot of
a tree) which he never seems to be changing at all. How can he use the
same twig so long? When I asked him, he said, he just chews off the top
used part, and chews the fresh top of the twig, every morning, to make
a brush out of it. But, I can see him using the same used part at least
five times a day, before he makes wudu (ablution) for prayer. How
disgusting! How can he continue to use the same twig? Is it not
unhygienic? I think this is what pulls me off. Why can’t he be like
you?”
Me: “Amit, how
often do you change your tooth brush, dear?”
Amit: “Well, two
months. Sometimes, a brush goes on for four or five months as well,
until I go home and my mother gives me a new one.”
Me: “How
disgusting, Amit! Is it not unhygienic using the same tooth brush for
so long?”
Amit laughed his
heart out, then
asked me why I did not use miswak. I told him I was as lazy as him and
found it too much of an effort finding the fresh, soft twigs of trees.
I did not want to admit that it was basically my desire to maintain the
image of a secular that kept me away from this; otherwise I simply
needed to ask Ayub for it, who would happily give me a piece of miswak.
Same was true about my clean-shaven appearance and almost everything
else about me. I
felt proud to be able to
respond to such queries related to Islam in a way that made the Hindu
class-mates happy. At the same time, I considered Ayub a stupid guy who
was not able to do so, and embarrassed us by carrying Islam on his
shoulders because of which Hindus got a chance to look down upon us.
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Two days later,
Amit wanted to discuss Islam with me. I felt so proud,
and was sure why he did not wish to discuss with Ayub. He asked me
whether the principal difference between Hinduism and Islam was the
temple and the mosque, the ways of praying or the hymns used in them,
the celebrations of Eid and Holi, or something else. I explained to him
that there was more to it than the mere rituals, and it concerned the
basic pillars of faith itself. I was lucky as he did not ask me the
details. He asked me what kind of idol or idols we keep in our mosques,
and how different they are from the idols of temples. Well, I think,
the first shock that he received was the response to this question
itself. When he heard we did not keep any idols in front of us, and
masjids have nothing at all, he refused to believe. I had to take him
to a masjid to prove this, but the muezzin and the imam refused an
entry to Amit, claiming that non-muslims were not permitted in mosques,
and I had a hard time explaining why. Determined not to give up, I took
many photographs of the masjid’s interiors, and showed to Amit. He
still refused to believe, and I had to wait until I found a video of
Eid prayers. Fortunately, I also found an excellent video of prayers
being performed in the Haram Shareef, but unfortunately, he considered
the very Kaaba as an idol we worshipped.
A week after I had failed, miserably, to convince Amit that Muslims do
not keep any idols in their mosques, and they pray directly to God,
Amit came back, and asked me for a copy of Quran. It was my turn to get
surprised. In my moment of amazement, I asked him why he wanted to read
the holy Quran. He said:
“I have been a member of the ABVP, the student political arm of BJP,
ever since I joined IT-BHU. Yesterday, I was among the five hundred
students of BHU who wanted to burn copies of Quran to protest against
the muslim-appeasement policy of UP government (Urdu was made the 2nd
official language). Had the proctor not intervened, we would have
succeeded in our attempt, but I have been feeling very uneasy ever
since. I think this uneasiness is due to the fact that we wanted to burn
a book we knew nothing about. In fact, it’s only today that I came to
know that this was the book muslims followed, so I would like to know
what is inside this book that makes Ayub a fundamentalist, some other
Muslims instruments of terror, and Hindus willing to burn it.
IT-BHU was the engineering college where I studied with Amit and Ayub,
all of us batchmates living in the same hostel; I was only one of the
four muslim students in the batch of over two hundred students. I had
to ask for Ayub’shelp, because I had no connections with any muslim
organizations which could provide me a copy, nor did I keep any copies
for myself as it might have harmed my secularist image. Ayub arranged a
Quran with Hindi translation the very next day, handed it over to Amit,
explaining him how to handle this holy book, and invited Amit to contact
him any time, for any questions that he might have.
It was a moment of reckoning for me. After initial moments of shame for
keeping away from the soul of Islam, and leading the life of a
hypocrite namesake Muslim, this was the first time in my life, I felt
an intense desire to study and understand the holy Quran. Ayub perhaps
realized the storm within me, or received some divine signals about it,
I do not know, but he did gift me a Quran with Urdu translation which
remains the most treasured gift for me even after twenty-six long
years. I wonder how a Hindu fundamentalist could inspire me to learn my
religion, while my fellow Muslims can’t!
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