Just realised that the title "My Struggle As A Muslim" seems quite idiotic, considering that I am not suffering from any persecution, oppression, hunger or any debilitating effects of a war torn nation. I have roof over my head and regular food to fill my greedy stomach. I have my iPods and broadband connection and no one is stopping me from doing my salat. So what the freaking hell am I struggling with? Another muslim from, say, Bosnia or Iraq would most certainly laugh in derision at "My Struggle".
But mind you, I do feel it as a struggle. Perhaps my struggle is against this suffocating and intoxicating comfort that I am having everyday. I know and I've given thanks to God all so often. I've said Alhamdulillah too many times. And too many times I felt that the thanks I gave are hollow and mere echoes of habits than deep feeling of gratitude. May Allah swt have Mercy on my soul.
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