Cramps, colds and everything else is happening simultaneously. And what’s worse, I had to show up at work. I know. I don’t work much, but I am a full-time student, taking a killer load. So my main job is studying.
So back to work, it was really slow ( I am a salesperson). My constant sneezing and coughing didn’t really attract any customers my way either. Not to mention the way I dress.
I hung around some co-workers and we were talking about, I can’t even remember, when they mentions something about how another co-worker constantly refers to me as “terrorist”.
My co-workers didn’t think much of it and continued their conversation. I told them to stop and who is he calling the terrorist again?
My Christian co-worker was honest. He said that my Indian co-worker refers to me as terrorists, almost always. “Yep, terrorist is late today,” “terrorist called out today”. Etc..
(Just note that the fine Indian co-worker isn’t even American)
I was hurt. I was so hurt to be referred to as a “terrorist”. How am I close to a terrorist? Why have a laugh on my expense? On any one’s expense.
I was almost in tears. Angrily I explained to my co-workers that they shouldn’t allow this ignorant man to call me such names.
“we always tell him to stop” said the co-workers.
“I told him that it was not nice and I totally lost respect for him” said my Christian co-worker. Who I admire for his honestly and consistent practice of his faith.
I am not a terrorist. I am a Muslim, American, Egyptian, Educator, Daughter, Leader, Student, A Soul, An advocate for peace, A person with a soft heart, A person who loves people, A person who is shy to answer a person who is done me wrong, A person who forgives, A person who makes mistakes and says dumb things, A person who dreams to make the world a better place, and will InshAllah someday.
I am not a terrorist. A terrorist is a person who is terrified of people, their only way to defend their ideas is to slash others. And my dear Indian co-worker, of all, is the number one terrorist in my book. His ignorance and lack of knowledge has allowed him to make fun of a nation that make up a Billion of the Earth’s population and 98% of his country’s population–Bangladesh.
Who is the real terrorist?
It sure isn’t me or these children. It’s not my fellow Muslims in the mosque praying to Allah to lift the misery on the poor Muslims around the world, the Muslim praying to get married, have children, pass their Bar exam or make best offer on that dream home.
I am hurt. Because labels of any sort hurt. I know we do it sometimes without thinking, but they really hurt. Because if you label people, trust me, the same people can turn around and label you as well. Stop refering to anybody as “them” and “us”. You are only afraid, because you know you are just like “them”.
In the heat of the moment I decided to go to HR (Human Resources) of my company. It will be on this person’s file. I would definitely get him pissed. I would contact Corporate.
An hour later, I decided I won’t. Instead, I am having the older co-workers at my job talk to him. And I will talk to him myself next week. I can’t stop someone from being ignorant and I cant stop him from hating me or any other Muslim, but I can stop him from harassing me.
Muslims are not Terrorist. Islam is not a violent religion. A group of Muslims are pissed at the West’s foreign policy and so they kill themselves. Why do us, real Muslims, all 999.999.099.99 million of us have to pay for what a few idiots decide to do?
Islam teaches me to treat my neighbors right, help the poor, love for others what I love for myself, share my money, love people, care for strangers as family, be clean, independent , be tolerant of everyone and most importantly fix, fix, fix, not destroy.
I am not a terrorist. I am a Muslim. I am a follower of the one true religion–Islam. I recommend everyone to read history and to learn who are the real “terrorist”.