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16‏/05‏/2015

The taboo of being the girl with own brain, and a different "outlook"





It’s not exogamy that bothered them the most. I do believe it’s a deeper psychological urge that led to us being put under a microscope for scrutiny and such.

Booking the ticket was not the issue; embarking on the Egyptian traditions-laden bus was. We’d like to think of it as a funny little escapade. He’s a westerner, she’s Egyptian, in Egypt. The fact that it’s not the other way around made it rather fun, albeit two-faced.

 It’s mere hypocrisy to be fine and accepting for an Egyptian guy to be with a foreign girl/girlfriend, but to be with a foreign guy when you’re an Egyptian girl, it’s a taboo, especially if he’s from a different culture, set of traditions and rather liberal background.

Our first few checkpoints were smooth, and being chilled and very relaxed played a major role in that. The last one, however, was a little bit scary. They pulled us aside, asked about how we know each other. We simply said, “We’re engaged!” Horror took over these guys in uniform. My ID clearly states I’m a Muslim. So, how could that possibly be? The fact that he’s the blonde, rough-looking guy with a laid-back attitude made him the center of attention and consequently got me interrogated by a high-ranking official. Now, that was fun.

Official: Is he Muslim, too?
Me: He’s studying to be one.
Official: Does your family know?
Me: Yes.
Official: Does he have any Islamic books on him.
Me: (Right! Because we all go around carrying something to prove we’re more superior than others) I don’t know. You’re gonna have to ask him.
Official: Can you ask him for us?
Me: Absolutely.

Now, I don’t know how to put that, but being treated as a low life just because, is utterly disgusting, to say the least.

We talked heaps about this for so long and told friends who were scared for us, and even though we were laughing all the time, it didn’t make me feel any less bitter.
I know for a fact that if the shoe was on the other foot and I was the Egyptian guy, it’d have been a token of victory and pride. But my genitalia failed me, yet again, in this country.