As a non-Muslim, have you met a Muslim who prays five times a day? How do they behave? How did they treat you?
My LLM roommate was a devout Muslim. She prayed five times a day, fasted during Ramadan and went on Hajj twice. She was also a staunch non-vegetarian.
On the other hand, I am a devout Hindu and a conscientious vegetarian. Our room was called the "blessing room" because we both prayed more than the rest of the hostel.
She was going out, I take time to warm up and very quirky. It initially struck me as cold and competitive. We were off to a rough start. It didn't help that the rest of the batch badmouthed me and about me.
But things got better with time, we became good roommates and eventually good friends. We were adults and cared about each other. Most importantly, we agreed on the fan speed!!
His prayer routine was just a part of our daily life. His Fajr (first prayer of the day, before sunrise) alarm would wake me up before he woke up. I would call out in my sleep, "Zee Fajr... wake up", make sure she wakes up, turns over and sleeps. She often missed time and almost missed her Isha (night prayer). I used to remind him.
She used to watch the Mahabharata for the story value. I would ask him to tell the stories of the Prophet's life, to learn the meaning of some concepts like "sidra" and jinn etc. .
We were surprisingly different characters but got along perfectly. Our religions and prayer practices had little to do with it.
My LLM roommate was a devout Muslim. She prayed five times a day, fasted during Ramadan and went on Hajj twice. She was also a staunch non-vegetarian.
On the other hand, I am a devout Hindu and a conscientious vegetarian. Our room was called the "blessing room" because we both prayed more than the rest of the hostel.
She was going out, I take time to warm up and very quirky. It initially struck me as cold and competitive. We were off to a rough start. It didn't help that the rest of the batch badmouthed me and about me.
But things got better with time, we became good roommates and eventually good friends. We were adults and cared about each other. Most importantly, we agreed on the fan speed!!
His prayer routine was just a part of our daily life. His Fajr (first prayer of the day, before sunrise) alarm would wake me up before he woke up. I would call out in my sleep, "Zee Fajr... wake up", make sure she wakes up, turns over and sleeps. She often missed time and almost missed her Isha (night prayer). I used to remind him.
She used to watch the Mahabharata for the story value. I would ask him to tell the stories of the Prophet's life, to learn the meaning of some concepts like "sidra" and jinn etc. .
We were surprisingly different characters but got along perfectly. Our religions and prayer practices had little to do with it.
