Somethings never change even four years later!


P1110722It is open house day at the Islamic community center in our little town. A green dome and minaret rises behind the gas station beckoning the curiosity of one and all. The members of the Muslim community are in a state of excitement, the tables are set with delicious food, and the fragrance of incense assails your nostrils as you enter the foyer, which is the color of sand and stone. Hard and unforgiving like the desert of Arabia.


The décor is exotic, sprinkled with the hadith and the descriptions from the Quran, the classrooms, resound with movies on Islam, our room with movies on Islam and women is brimming with not a single empty seat.

Shireen and I are conducting one of the guided tours. As we go up the space for the TIE (Tariq, Imran Ebad) lounge is filled with children playing and being minded by the…

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