I was reading the newspaper yesterday and I came across this article where Muslims were going around killing everyone who was a non-Muslim. The details of the killings made me feel a bit sick but at the same time, it also made me wonder. If I had been in that situation at that point in time, what would I have said when they pointed the gun at me and asked " Are you a Muslim?" Would I have denied my religion to save my life?
In that moment of fear, I don't think I would know what to say. I don't know if I can be one of those people you read about, the kind that would proudly proclaim their religion, knowing that they would die for what they believed in. It all seems so , well, movie-like. In real-life, one has to be a bit more practical.

Last night, I had to attend my cousin's wedding. He had a church wedding on Saturday which we didn't attend, simply because we didn't feel comfortable in that church. But we went for his wedding dinner anyway. My cousin is really into this whole church thing, I've nothing against it but when he made his speech and thanked his church "brothers and sisters" before his parents, I just thought that it wasn't right. After all, who can be more important than your own parents? My family and I sat through dinner, the 4 of us obviously uncomfortable with the worship and continuous references to "Him". Don't get us wrong, we're not atheists, we're just used to a more subtle, quiet & personal way of embracing our religion. Well, to each it's own. The dinner is over, we've survived and my cousin is happy cos all of us came to celebrate this special occasion with him.