Hi, my name is ******.
In February of 1997, I sat in a classroom of an old school building in a metro-city in the south. This old school building served as a makeshift masjid for local Muslims. On that bright Sunday afternoon, with a neck full of hickies, I excitedly listened to lessons about Islam with several other young women. At the end of the class I was certain there was only one God worthy of worship. I was not so sure Muhammad was His messenger but I ardently wanted to believe. So in February of 1997 I utttered the words ‘La illaha ilallah, Muhammadan Ar-Rasooloolah’ and embraced Deen-ul-Islam.
In February 2011, fourteen years later, I denounced Islam. With shaky knees, I jumped off the cliff and plunged into the abyss of the unknown by loudly proclaiming(in my bedroom of course) that I no longer believe Muhammad is the messenger of Allah.
Theses writings are my chronicles through my career as a Muslim and my journey forward as I soar out of the abyss and fly high back into the exciting world of possibility.