"You only have to cover your hair?"
"Women who cover their faces looks like they've been oppressed."
"So what kind of Muslim are you?
"Are you the strict Muslim?"
"So you're are not a terrorist?"
Above was basically the summary of my 15 minutes journey with the taxi driver. This was not the first time people asking about my hijab or the way I live, but definitely the first time people saying the word "terrorist" in front of me. I was taken aback by the word but at the same time was so touched by his effort to ask me more about Islam. By the way he talks, he was definitely judging me but hey, even I judge people all the time but the fact that he clarify things that he didn't know makes him 1000 times better than me or any other person.
For me, wearing hijab as a minority means being prepared to be discriminated at some point. Once, Shuhada and I were queuing at the most back of the line for a bus but when it was our turn to board, the bus door shut right in front of our noses. I didn't know what was the reason but number one, the bus was a double decker and two, there were only about six people in the bus (which means there's like a million more empty seats in the bus). Definitely no reason for the driver to deny us from boarding except if she's Islamophobic.
When things like this happen, the voice inside my head always shout that one people does not represent a community and they should stop being judgmental. However come to think of it, these people weren't 100% wrong because they don't know and they don't understand. It is really my job to convey to them.
21 years of being a Muslim but my knowledge in Islam is still less than a drop of the sea but Faqihah, it's never too late to keep up! In shaa Allah.