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Hijab

I am a hijab, A piece of soft cloth, firmly and gracefully pinned around her head, Covering her hair,ears and neck, not her face. I am a fabric in different colours, most commonly  in black or white. I am her safe guard, Against the harsh sun and wind, Unwanted men's glares, Their sneers and harsh words, Her beauty, pride and soul within. For her,I command respect, Make unknown men keep their distance. I give her a symbol of purity and piety, Together with serenity in her eyes. Because of me she is not oppressed, She is as free as a bird, To soar over mountains,cross oceans,play sports of her choice and achieve the best education. She enjoys life but by having me around her she pleases Allah too.
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salmabanu-hatim
72 / F / Tanzania
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Sep 3, 2018
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Hijab is not a symbol of oppression as is the belief but it gives a lady an identity of her own.

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