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My, My, My Mannequin in The Sky

Assalamualaikum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatuh,

I find that we are all placed in a pickle at some point in our lives, perhaps we are the one placing other's in pickles. I don't know, let's see what we can do about this pickle fiesta, shall we?

What I mean by being in a pickle, is often there are situations, whether it be arguments, opinions, debates etc. There's always questions being asked, expectations being set.

Sisters, we shouldn't feel obliged to change our thoughts to meet others expectations. For example if someone asks you what do you think of so and so, and you bearing in mind it is haram to backbite refrain from commenting or say she is alright, makes the person aggravated which leads the person to  further question your opinion on them, it obvious to conclude that they want an agreeable opinion that puts them in the favourable light.

This is in a sense peer pressure, but no sisters I urge you to stand strong in your opinions, who is that person to make you change your mind? There's good situations and bad, that is a bad one and you should not be coerced into sinning.

The good situations are where- the roles are reversed, for whatever reason you have fallen into backbiting, (May Allah save us all from this ameen) and the friend isnt responding in the way you want, which makes you think that your opinions may be wrong, in this sense it is good to take on board different views.

The real outlining of this little thought of mine is, when we hold opinions that in no way transgress Islam we shouldn't change them for others. When we believe something is right we should stick to it, our morals, our values, our belief, our Islam is what sets us apart from the non-believers, so my beloved sister stand firm and unwavering with me.

You're beautiful in your thoughts, your mind, your values, you are a muslim, so never change.

Wasalaam

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