Returning to his room after praying the Isha prayer[1], Abdur Rahman, 42, an Indian national, sits down with a pen and a mind full of thoughts. He is writing the story of his life, “Pandit bane Musalmaan” (Hindu priest becomes Muslim) in his mother tongue, Hindi. He works as a storekeeper in Saudi Binladin BTAT … Read more
(part 1 of 2) My name is Khadija Evans and this is the story of how my husband and I came to embrace Islam. I can remember standing in the kitchen of the house I lived in when I was just 7 or 8 years old and looking towards the door that went outside. I … Read more
My journey to Islam began when I was only six years old, it may seem odd, but it’s a fact!.I was born into a Roman Catholic home; I received my Holy Communion and my Confirmation at six years old. In spite of this, I was very different from the average Catholic. I only prayed to … Read more
My name is Aysha, and I am from Northern Hungary. My interest in Islam began from the history lessons we took at my secondary school. I learned that Hungary had been a territory of the Ottoman Caliphate for 150 years. My interest increased when I met Muslims at my university. I took molecular biology, and … Read more
(part 1 of 2) March 11, 2011 marks my complete submission to God. I have said my shahaadah after months of discernment. The circumstances that led me towards Islam were not easy. But Alhamdullilah (All praise and thanks are due to God), I am now, finally a Muslimah (a Muslim woman). Let me share with … Read more
My name is Aisha, I am from Melbourne, Australia and here is my story. I always found myself to be a person who liked to question things. As a little girl, I was always asking questions as children do and as I moved into my teenage years I found myself interested in philosophy and science. … Read more
I was born in Arkansas, USA to Christian parents, who were also born in Arkansas. In fact as far back as I can trace all of my family has come from the Southern states here in the United States. I was raised here all my life on a farm, where you get up in the … Read more
The nuns looked so clean and smart in their starched white habits. They looked like the saints in the pictures that hung on the wall of every classroom that I dreamt of the day I could be like them. I was among two other girls who got excellent grades at the end of the school … Read more
My new position at the Islamic school was received with reserved enthusiasm from my Christian family. “Just make sure you do not convert,” my father-in-law at the time told me when he found out about it. My mother-in-law was intrigued by the idea of being around something “exotic”. I grappled with whether I wanted to … Read more
I sat in the Alhambra Mosque in Granada, Spain staring at the script that bordered the walls. It was the most beautiful language I had ever seen. “What language is that?” I said a Spanish tourist. “Arabic,” they answered. The next day, when the tour attendant asked which language I wanted my tour book in, … Read more