May 30, 2004
mutawe3
I have to rush to Danube (supermarket) to get few items, in case Hazem (visiting brother in Law) decided to come for lunch. I hope he does, he is cool… later…
After two hours….
I only wanted to get some food, did not expect an adventure that would pump my adrenaline!
I was stopped a mutawe3!(volunteers who stop people doing something wrong, they are supported by policemen)
After finishing the shopping I was waiting for my bus to pick me up and this huge black car stops and the guys inside shout: (cover your hair!) I keep walking as if I did not hear. I jumped into my bus, telling him GO..GO…GO! but those bastards were faster! A policeman opened the driver’s door and started talking to me, “Cover your hair”
…no response…
”cover your hair”…
I looked at him, my brain was racing, what should I say? What should do? Talk Arabic? Pretend I am Chinese? Pretend I don’t get it? Yell at him? Ahhhh I found it! I will pretend I am Indian! (I am so dark these days from swimming; I can pass as an Indian!)
I tilt my head and say with my perfect Indian accent that I picked from all the Indians I see here (No problem sir!!!) he looks at me and says (are you muslim?) I say (Yes sir!) while shaking my head! He says (where are you from?) I say (DUH..!)
Luckily he sees a guy trying to pick a girl and probably thinks I am not cool enough to waste his time on me… and says forcefully: ( you are not allowed out of your house without your hijab!) and I move me head again (no problem sir!!)
He closes the door and my driver DRIVES as fast as he can!
It is one time I thank God I am not cool enough!