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An open letter to my educated Muslim friends

My dear educated Muslim friends, Why are you so quiet? Yes you – the educated Muslim? Why do you let your extremist counterparts create such fear, distrust and misunderstanding about your religion? Why? Why is it so difficult for you to speak up? Support your girls? Dispel myths about Islam? Help your community progress? It’s all very nice of you to ‘like’ pictures of Allah and praying kids on Facebook, but why do I never see you supporting a cause? What stops you? This letter comes in the wake of the kidnapping of over 200 young Nigerian girls from a boarding school, reportedly by a radical Islamic group Boko Haram, that opposes western education, particularly education of women, who they believe are meant to stay at home and raise children. These ambitious young women, if not rescued, might end up working as sex slaves for militants, sold for less than $12 each. But it’s not this incident alone that causes me to question you. I have had this question for very long now

Is that funny or frustrating?

Have you ever tried watching an English sitcom on mute in India? Even the most serious show becomes absolutely hilarious - thanks to the censored words replaced with something less offensive to suit the Indian sensibilities. Common words, used even the most harmlessly, get replaced, which makes for some very amusing reading. Imagine what our everyday conversations would be like if they got edited like that. You go to your friend’s baby shower and you have the following conversation. Italicized words are substitutions of their ‘offensive’ versions- You – ‘Hey sweetie! Congratulations to the mom to be! So, how you doing?’ Friend – ‘Great ya, if only I could sleep at night!’                      You – ‘Oh crap ! That’s too bad, but it will only get worse. All the best! So do you know if it’s a boy or girl?’ Friend – ‘Not at all! Don’t you know pre-natal ***-determination is banned in India? But it would have helped to know, I would have gotten the right clothes.’ You –