An insight.

• The fitrah (natural disposition): Even from a young age, your heart recognized the truth of Islām before you officially accepted it. This shows how Islām resonates with our natural instincts.

• Patience and perseverance: Despite fears of family rejection, you kept practicing in secret, showing how Allāh plants īmān in the heart and nourishes it until the right time comes.

• The test of family ties: Many reverts face the fear of losing loved ones, but Allāh reminds us in the Qur’ān that guidance is in His hands alone. Over time, He can soften hearts, just as some of your family members eventually came to terms with your choice.

• Shayṭān’s whispers: Your hesitation for years is a powerful reminder of how shayṭān works through fear and doubt to delay obedience. Yet, once you submitted, the peace you felt confirms that the whispers were empty.

 don’t delay the truth out of fear of people. Allāh promises ease after hardship, and His reward is far greater than any trial in this dunya.

✨ A beautiful duʿā’ 

رَبِّ زِدْنِي عِلْمًا
Rabbi zidnī ʿilman
“My Lord, increase me in knowledge.” (Qur’ān 20:114)

It keeps your heart humble and striving on this journey.

My Journey to Islam

My conversion to Islam was long overdue.

I began learning about Islam from a young age—around 14 to be precise—but I only took my Shahādah in my early 20s.

Allāhu Akbar! Allah guides whom He wills.

From childhood, I always had an interest in religion. Growing up in a predominantly Sikh household, I was surrounded by faith and traditions. Yet deep in my heart, I knew it didn’t make sense to me. No matter where I went or who I spoke to, my heart remained unsettled, and my curiosity only grew stronger.

From a very young age, I believed that life could not simply end with death in this dunyā. I searched for answers in different religions, but nothing ever made sense. Alḥamdulillāh, when I began to study Islam, everything finally clicked.

At 14, subḥānAllāh, Islam made complete sense to me. It was simple. It wasn’t overcomplicated. Instantly I felt relief, safety, and peace.

This new understanding also humbled me. It made me less arrogant, more tolerant, and more compassionate—things that are not always easy for a young teenager.

However, I was still just a 14-year-old girl in a strict Sikh household. Inside, I was battling between my faith and my desire to please my parents. I knew Islam was the truth, but my fears held me back.

I would tell myself: If Allah wanted me to be Muslim, He would have made me Muslim from birth. I also allowed fear of losing my family to stop me from embracing the truth.

That fear left me spiritually confused and very lonely. I felt like I didn’t belong anywhere.

Even so, I continued to practice in secret—fasting during Ramadan without my family knowing, reading Qur’ān, and dressing more modestly. I tried to give up the wrong things, hoping that would bring peace, but deep down, I knew what was missing: taking the step to say the Shahādah.

For years, I delayed out of fear. Shayṭān whispered doubts, and I let those whispers keep me away from what my heart already knew was right.

Fast forward to today—Alḥamdulillāh, I can finally say: I am a Muslim.

As I expected, my family disowned me at first. Over time, however, a few relatives have come to terms with my decision. They may not agree with me, but at least now we can be civil and mutual.

To me, Islam is not just a religion—it is a complete way of life. I am still learning and far from perfect, but in shā’ Allāh, I will get there.

I feel truly blessed that Allah ﷻ preserved me, guided me, and gave me the strength to embrace His dīn.

To anyone thinking of accepting Islam: please don’t delay like I did. Don’t suffer the years of inner conflict and anguish. Don’t fear your family or this world, because deep down you know what is right. In shā’ Allāh, the rewards will be immense—not only in this life, but also in the ākhirah.

Remember—we should never fear anyone but Allah.