Can you imagine how it feels to be finally liberated from an evil cult which was started by a sadistic, misogynistic, pedophile, anti-semite, a bandit and a perverted sex maniac fourteen centuries ago? How it feels to finally emerge from a fear and guilt infested existence? What the first air of freedom feels like? You can never truly understand this overwhelming feeling of absolute emancipation unless and until you are an ex-Muslim like me. Yes, I am an apostate of Islam, and I am so proud to be able to finally announce it to the world.
To tell you the truth, I have never really been a good Muslim, because I have always been a very good human being. I guess everyone but the Muslims would know that a good human being is always a bad Muslim and vice versa, because the two can never go together. I always loved all human beings and never judged anyone based on their religion, unlike the teachings of Quran, which says we are not supposed to befriend non-Muslims and we are supposed to slay them wherever we find them. That is clearly mentioned in the 9th sura.
Speaking of which, I have to admit that I never liked the teachings of that so-called holy book, and it always made me feel helpless and sad. I wanted and wished fervently that all the people in the world would live happily in peace and not make religion a bone of contention among them. But the situation always got worse, and 9 times out of 10, the Muslims were responsible.
After 9/11, I seriously started to doubt my beliefs, but I never had the guts or the courage to face them until I came across my friend, my savior and my mentor Ali Sina just a few months ago. He has changed my outlook of life and he really opened up my eyes to the false and evil cult of Islam, which I had been blindly following for the last 35 years, albeit halfheartedly. It is not that I wasn't aware of the evil of Islam, because I had been fairly well acquainted with the works of accomplished and judicious writers like Robert Spencer, Pamela Geller, Daniel Pipes and Raymond Ibrahim, but they were not Muslims, so somewhere deep down inside, I always ended up giving Mohammed the messenger of Allah the benefit of the doubt. It was only when I suddenly stumbled upon Ali Sina's website and subsequently his book "Understanding Mohammed" that actually made me wake up to this harsh reality. The truth hurts, as they say, so when I realized for the first time that Islam was actually a hoax, it broke me down completely. It took me a while to come to terms with it; I went through several stages like denial and anger, but finally I have come to the acceptance stage.
I have stopped praying completely since 28th of October 2011, so it has just been almost two months now but I have to admit, I have never felt so peaceful and relaxed in my life. I don't have to wake up every morning at unearthly hours to pray fajar or make time at work to pray zuhar and asar. I don't have to miss my favorite show on TV because its time for Magreb. I can now go to bed at any time I want at night without having to make sure I pray Isha before I sleep.
A lot of changes have taken place in my life, which I would explicate in the weeks to come, but for now, let's toast to new beginnings. Till next week, here is wishing you all a Merry Christmas.