It is not about Religion

Hassan was shocked. "What is wrong with them? Why would they do this? I thought we were friends?"

It was a Saturday evening. He had come from playing with his friends. However, Kevin came by and whispered something to the others and they immediately turned to him and chased him. He left confused and angry.

"Mom, my friends chased me away and I don't know why." "Its OK son, maybe they were tired and wanted to go home." "No. You know we play until 6.30 pm. Kevin came in and said something and the others were pissed off." "Don't worry son, go get cleaned up and watch TV."

Hassan went away murmuring, still in a fit. He got cleaned up and put on the TV.

"Moooooommmmm! Mom!" "What is it?" "Come and see"

"This is YTV, reports are coming in that Militants have attacked a popular mall here in Nairobi and are killing indiscriminately. The attackers came in at 1.30 pm armed with AK 47s and grenades and killed any passerby. The police are still engaging them in a gun battle, but they have moved to the second floor and have hostages. At least 32 people have been killed including innocent children of below 10 years. It is indeed a grim day. The witnesses say the armed men came in and ordered all Muslims out claiming they had come to save them and revenge for the injustices happening in their country by our military."

"So that is why. Mom is it wrong I am Muslim?"

"No son. Those people are just murderers who are using our religion to kill innocent people. My son, one thing you must understand, it is not the religion you are belong to, but who you pray to.

Christians have a God who is the creator and commands worship,

we have Allah who we serve,

Buddhist have Buddha,

Indians have their various gods,

even the traditional people of Africa had their own gods,

They are all religions, they have rules, they have a God who is a supreme being and none of them support the murder of innocent men, women and children. Those men are cowards who kill others to feel superior and they will be judged harshly.

So tomorrow tell your friends, you are not involved because you are Muslim, and they should not judge you for something you have not done."

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