I've been wondering if you were named after Ayasofya, well, I have not been there but my Dad told me it was one of the most beautiful places he has ever been to.
Hagia,
I was raised in a democratic Moslem family in which I've never been taught to judge others. I've never been taught to hurt, even only with the words. I truly believe that my religion teaches beautiful things, and so does other religion. I had never been into a very diverse culture until I left my country and be the minority that I learned much more love than hatred. That I learned majority is not always right, and vice versa.
But I know, the problem is because not everyone in this supposed to be peaceful world can make peace with situations, even with themselves. They twisted what 'fighting' means at its utmost failure and how ironic they thought they were right. We need to accept, we need to accept the change just like when Ayasofya was converted into a mosque when Constantinople was conquered by the Ottoman Turks. It turns out to be one of the most beautiful things ever happened with the two cultures.
Hagia,
Isn't it that simple? To love others, to respect what they believe is right for them and what we believe is right for us?
Sempurna yang kau puja dan ayat-ayat yang kau baca,
Tak kurasa berbeda, kita bebas untuk percaya *
Love from here,
F
P.S. I love your name
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*Inspired by Hagia, a beautiful song from Barasuara.
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Your writing, as always :)
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