Hey Y'all, how's it goin' ??
I'm 24 from the $urrey, British born Banglade$hi. I started questioning seriously when about 18, a bit late due to being a proud Muslim. I've been a staunch atheist since 20.
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My parents are Muslim. They've taken me to touch the Kabba. Dad grew up in a major town in Banglade$h. He is somewhat open minded for his generation, i.e. he runs an Indian restaurant and sells alcohol. Mum grew up in a small town/village, uneducated. Dad has faith and is a reasonable Muslim. Mum is horribly addicted (she leaves the PeaceTV channel on in the living room even when she is in the kitchen just to pass good omens in the house). Mum also dislikes the British culture. Pretty much all my extended family are practicing Muslims. I seem to be the black sheep in the house, my 3 siblings have faith. Only distance relations have given up on Islam but have kept the Bengali tradition (very few of them though).
I tried to explain to my rents I'm not a Muslim when 20. Didn't go down very well. Dad was hurt, mum kept crying. So I say I still am one, but hate it. I was living away for several years and I'd gets calls about prayer, Friday prayer, fasting, reading the Quran. Now I'm back at my rents (starting a one year MSc and living near the city is way too expensive, hence commuting in). Sucks to be shouted at for not praying, reading the Quran, etc. I really hope to graduate, be financially secure and get out. I really hate Islam not just for what it is doing to me, but the lost productive minds it restricts in our world. It's got to go. I've even donate to Geert Wilders, probably a step too far.
Sorry for the venting.
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On that note, I look forward to some logical and sane reading. Fantastic to see so many like minded people.
Best,
HighOctane