I thank the supreme abundantly for blessing my family and I to such an extent.

Although I am born an Ahmadi Muslim, like many, I see myself accepting Ahmadiyyat separately.

My story shares the same thrill as many individuals who question before accepting and the same was my situation.

I was an innocent and naive child who loved bombarding her parents and teachers for the sake of answers which would satisfy her thirst for knowledge. Being told to believe in something purely because my ancestors did really bother me and forced my heart to reject those things, I always wanted solid logic and reasoning behind every point. Thus I started on my conquest to find solutions or at least valid answers to my questions.

My request was simple: logic with reason and practicality.

Without this, it was impossible to divert my mind to sympathize with the situation and accept what was being presented to me.

As a young child, I was motivated to attend Jamaat functions, attend competitions and be involved as much as possible – like any mother. However, being naive, I failed to understand why I was told to hide my identity to those around me who did not know of my faith. I was left confused when my parents strictly forbade me to tell my classmates that I had won a prize at a local Ijtema.