Quit flirting with a married man. I will report you to my scary Jewish wife.
What was the topic of your presentation? Did you season it with a dose of tajweed inflected Quranic recital? Did you plagiarise a little from Ahmed Deedat, a little more from Khalid Yasin, and still more from Zaker Naik? How fascinating.
Were you propositioned by any shapely professors? Students? Did you tumble Fatimas on the bed and discharge yourself manfully? Be truthful now.
I never ran into political types myself. But I was resolved that should I ever be fortunate enough to undertake Jihad I should waste no time for was this dunya not an illusion? I was labouring under the impression that the martyer did not experience any physical pain in dying greater than a pinch. On reflection somehow I think Sahih Bukhari may have lied to me. The scoundrel.
Whatever Mr. Bukhari was smoking I'd sure like some.
The talk was split into four sections as I recall -- the first was an introduction to the revelation as the final of many. The second part was "miracles" in the Qur'an, you know, big bang the universe is expanding and all that (bullshit). Bear in mind this was to a group of engineering students and my course professor in an
engineering context, and you will only begin to grasp the ridiculousity of it.
The next bit was about the basic message of the Qur'an (good = Heaven and bad = Hell, simples!) The final bit was about jihad - clarifying what jihad
really means, getting into qital and all that malarky. I didn't
quite get to doing some tajweed, although it probably wouldn't have been any more embarrassing than it already was.
I remember in the final bit I started getting really passionate like the imams at Friday prayer, I was all "So don't judge the Qur'an by what you see on the BBC, or Bin Laden, read it for yourself because that's the only waaay!!!!" The funniest part was I had not even read the Qur'an myself at this point and my main point of reference was "The Koran for Dummies" (I kid you not).
Oooh lucky escape there! I was a shabab for some time, what a bloody waste.
I know what you mean, they were vetting me (or so it seemed) for about 3 months, meeting in random halal restaurants and the local mosque. It was all very hush hush. I even started spewing their propaganda at home and to my friends at uni. The main guy (it was just starting up in my town) even started trying to help me out with my university work because he studied the same subject as I did. Then, one day I learned that HT could be made illegal and so I started looking into it from a more critical angle. I had a shi'a friend who asked me "how do we know what it was like in the prophet's times anyway?" and Ithat just got me thinking, "actually we don't know much". In the end it was just their mannerisms, they didn't quite behave like normal people. So when I changed my phone number I sort of "neglected" to pass it on to Brother M
I have this same regret. Though there was a rumour going around that they were terrorists, so I never did.
They aren't terrorists, they're just very naughty boys.
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