A month ago I was reading a banned book in my country which is The Milestones because according to the authority, it calls for terrorism. Ironically, I fell in love with this book since it highlights how Islam came down to solve real issues. The verses came down partly according to the current situation then. It was not a process of reading then mimicking the scriptures, but rather an elucidation to solve what was going on. Before Islam, people were obsessed with lineage. They may have allowed their wives to have affairs with other men from the elite only to brag. Having such offspring overcame any morality. Unfortunately, the same is transpiring nowadays, especially in villages, that obsession dwells and metastasises malignantly. Lineage could bridge any gaps. Lineage is an embedded tree no matter what season is in my country, especially, where I live. I can not stand having any debate on such subjects with people around. I am reading books about hue, segregation in the USA, Nelson Mandela, the surrealist Frida Kahlo, Dalai Lama, Gibran Khalil Gibran, Rumi, etc, and on the other hand, people are talking about female genital mutilation in the third millennium. Sometimes I regret learning English to be able to stand on my own ground. There is no contradiction between my faith and my self-progress. Islam is my only guidance and when I make a mistake, I repent and ask the Almighty to forgive me. However, the degenerate society brands who makes any mistake if they were not standing in the same queue. Exaggeration is a man-made demeanor. Learning is the core of my faith. Your traditions and customs are superstitions and will vanish someday.