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Maria (Meryem)WELD
MERYEM (MARIA) WELD
HOW DID SHE BECOME A MUSLIM?
When I look at my childhood and early youth and compare it to that of my brothers and sisters and indeed thousands of others,there isn't particular vent or cause that would lead one to suppose that God Almighty in His wisdom was going to favour me later on by leading me to embrace his religion of Islam rather than them.
Both my father's and mother's families were old Catholic families and we were brought up very much with an awareness of that tradition.But although I remember being made to say grace(thanking God for His bounties) after all meals and to say night prayers from a very early age,and,of course,going to church on Sundays,THERE WAS NOT A PARTICULARLY RELİGIOUS ATMOSPHARE.
According to the tradition of such fa milies all of us children were sent away to boarding school,my brothers to a Catholic public school run by monks and the girls to convents run by nuns.I was sent at the age of eight up to which time my education had been informal though quite broad and much enjoyed.However,the nine years spent away at school had an effect quite the opposite of that intended and emerged rebellious,discontented and uncertain;whereas the system succeeded with some,with me it dismally.
The 1960's and 1970's were years famous for the growth of a so-called new youth culture.In all western countries great numbers of young rejected the culture and society of the older generation and sought alternative life-styles.But however innocent the original intentions of those young people,their energies and aspirations were channelled in such a way that they merely found expression in rock music,fashion,protest...
This then,was the general scene in the years that followed my leaving school.For myself,I felt angry with the worldAlthough I could not know why,all the values according to which I had been brought up seemed false.When I looked at people's lives they seemed MEANİNGLESS,and WORST OF ALL,when I looked at my own life it seemed MEANINGLESS,WHAT WAS ı SUPPOSED TO DO WITH IT?So I joined that tide and started to look for the answers.
the rock music and fashion that was so appealing to many of my contemporaries seemed merely banal to me and I looked for answers on a more fundamental level.At that time I lived in London and knew people who were Buddhits,Sufis and members of all sorts of dissident religious and political groups but much as I wanted and try as I might I could never get involved with any of them,none of those beliefs or ideologies answered my needs.
As the years passed life became more and more difficult for me.My mentality became so negative that I could hardly bear even the things I loved fields,the trees, the sky because they,too,seemed pointless,why were they there?why were they growing and changing and dying?Why did I love them?Without realising it I had fallen into the dark pit from which there seemed to be no escape.
When I started to read the English translation of Risale-i Nur(A magazine of Islamic)I could not understand them.At university I had read other books about Islam written by orientalists....It drove me to sit down by myself and read them.GOD ALMIGHTY DREW ME TO BECOMING A MUSLIM FROM THERE.ı HAD ALSO A MUSLIM FRIENDS AT UNIVERSITY AND WITH THEIR PATIENTS HELP AND SUPPORT SLOWLY SLOWLY I STARTED TO CLIMB OUT OF THE PIT.
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