Hello to all, especially my apostate friends!
Yes, I 've left Islam, too. Having been born and raised a Muslim, I realized I didn't know anymore about Islam than Americans did. However, 9-ll changed all of that. I started researching on the Web about Islam. Then I came across the Iranian sites. One site lead to another, and Lo! I found Faith Freedom. I was attracted to this site because Ali Sina is an Iranian and so am I. I read and read and was deeply distressed and disgusted. As I child I was an ardent Islamist. Now, as an Adult, I am an ardent anti-Islamist.
However,even though I am aware that religion is nonsense. I still felt the yearnig to believe in something. I guess you can call me an Athetist with a security blanket. I need some kind of Mythos. Again through studying/researching, I reverted to the religion of my ancestors- Zorostrianism. I know what you're thinking- Oh, God! Another religion. Yet I will tell you. When I renounced Islam and reverted back to Zorostrianism, I felt all the ugly and mean leave my body. I found myself -can it be-being more humane, more tolerant. I even allowed a little pooch to take up residence in my house! My, oh my!
I decided that I had to bring the truth about Islam to family. My oldest brother was the first. His reply was, No. don't give up on Islam. Read about your religion. Learn about your religion. I told him, thats' exactly what I did. Presently, he is avoiding me.
Next, was my mother. She has a huge picture of Ali hanging up in her apt. I very gently told her that Ali and his cronies murdered Iranians by the tens of thousands, sold woman and children into slavery and looted our vast tresures. Her response was I can't give my beliefs, I'm too old. I understood this. She is elderly. It would be very difficult for her to change. Then, she started to ask questions. She was distrubed by my answers. She could no longer hide away from the truth. Still the picture of Ali hung on her wall.
Then a few weeks ago, she went to Iran. She called me from Tehran and excitedly told me that Iranians were wearing the Faravahr (Zoro. symbol of divine radiance). she was giggling like a little girl and then she said, Saeed! I am telling you the truth. I swear on ALI! then she stopped mid breath and stuttered. Oh, the hell with Ali. I meant to say, I swear to Ahura Mazda. Guess that picture of Ali will be going into the garbage soon as my mother bought a picture of Zarathrustra at the bazaar!
Who says that old dogs (old people, ect) can't learn new tricks. lol
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