I was born in London, to a non strict Buddhist family.
I was 15 years old at that time and living in an area that was mostly populated by southern Asian people. Ever since I was young, I was always into religion due to my influence from my dad, who was a strict Buddhist.
As I grew up, being around in an area populated by Muslims influenced me into researching and exploring more about Islam. Having many close friends who were Muslim, we somewhat had a conversation about converting to Islam out of the blue in a random school day.
I realized that just because my family is Buddhist, doesn’t mean I am a Buddhist myself.
I felt that having a religion in the beginning takes a lot of commitment and submission. I realized that I was an agnostic all along.
Living next to a mosque, I found myself walking inside it, asking the Imam if I was able to convert to Islam.
Saying the Shahadah, I felt that I became a better person, a different person, Muslim.
Thank you so much Allah for shedding light on me. I will never forget this blessing and will never stop serving you.
And how did my family react? Read the full story. Link in the comments.
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