I'm- Muslim woman, who, as millions of other muslim women of the terrestial globe, selected for herself the carrying of hijab. In the essence, our matter - to cover entire body, except face and hands. But if you from those, who look popular films, you, possibly, thought about us as about the girls in the harem, about the women, whom they hold in the imprisonment, letting out only for the intimate pleasures of their owner- man, and they recalled the dance of stomach. However, in the Islamic dogma there is place for anything, besides truth. And the concept of hijab, in spite of the conventional opinion, this, in the essence, one of the fundamental moments of the self-determination of woman. When I cover itself, people cannot judge about me by how I appear. i'm no longer I can be classified according to my attractiveness or on the absence of the afore-mentioned. You will compare this with the life of today's society. We constantly compare each other, being based on our clothing, adornments, to hair-do and to make up. What depth must be in this peace? Yes, i have a body - physical manifestation of my terrestrial origin. But it is the vessel of rationality and hardness of spirit. It not for the spectator, who looks with the longing, and not for the advertisement to sale in all, from the beer to the machines. The superficiality of the peace, in which we live, leads to the fact that the extrinsic ethos so strongly extols that the value of personality barely is taken into the calculation. This is myth, that the woman in today's society has a freedom. What freedom can be, if woman cannot pass along the street without each part of her body not would be being studied? When i'm burden of hijab, I can secure itself from entire this. I can rest, confident, that no one looks at me, studying my nature, being based on the length of my skirt. I place the barrier between my exploiters and by me. One of the bitter realias of our time - myth about the beauty and the female means. Reading popular youth periodicals, you can immediately find, what type of figure in the mode, but which is not. But if you have the incorrect type of figure, then indeed you you do be going it to correct, not then whether? In any case, you never will be able, having excess weight, to be confident, that they are beautiful. You will look to any advertisement. Perhaps is not used woman for sale of the different kind of products? It is how much by her years? How it is attractive? In that it is dressed? Most frequently, this there will be woman of approximately twenty or only more, high, ordered, only more attractive than the established average level of the standard of beauty - it is dressed in the covering clothing. The ninetieth years of the twentieth century drove on woman under the desired template, she wanted that or not. It they force to be sold, to reject itself. And we have cases, when 13- summer girls press by fingers inside the throat in order not to get well, or when complete girl- adolescents end life with suicide. My body - this is my matter. No one can tell me, as I must appear, it is beautiful or not. I know that to me it is not necessarily more than this. I also can say "no", when they ask me, I do feel itself sexually oppressed. I found control over its sexuality. Glory to god, for me now already never it is necessary to experience fate, trying to "lost or got" weight or to select that shadow itself under its color of the skin. I made a selection in favor of the fact that is more important, and already there is no place for bylomu. I'm not in the imprisonment and not in the captivity in the "barbarians of Arab deserts". I'm - freed by Islam.
P.S.You will excuse for my English!