An open letter to my future daughter.
If I ever get married one day *cough,cough*, and have a daughter, I will pick a night with her and talk about love and life. On that night I shall buy her a scarf, sit by her bedside and tell her this. “My dear daughter, here is a scarf; wear it. Now I know you are going to cringe and sulk right now, and you are going to ask why. And you are going to expect me to lecture you about the justification from AnNur word by word, noun by noun. But no, I’m not going to do that. You can pick the Book later, anytime, and read it anywhere. But I will tell you this—wear it because you want to, not because you need to. My dear daughter, At one point in your life, you will see your friends in latest trends and fashion. You will see the popular and the pretty, always in their full-faced makeup, tiniest dresses, and colorful tresses. How they are admired and seemingly loved by many, and you are tempted to follow them. Don’t. Wear normal, simple clothes. Dress to cove