6/9/2023 0 Comments Threading my prayer rug![]() ![]() ![]() At the same time, however, she’s refreshingly candid about the mistakes she’s made and the lessons she’s learned one short story she tells is about how she talked to her youngest son, who was in tears, about why having a Christmas tree wasn’t important because they were Muslim… and then admitting she realized there was no harm in it when she visited her son many years later, as an adult, and saw a small Christmas tree in his home. Rehman’s experiences are excellent examples of how one can honor religious and cultural traditions in a different and changing world, while staying open minded and occasionally improvising with good intentions. Threading My Prayer Rug is half stories of the author’s life: her upbringing and arranged marriage in Pakistan as well as the new realities she and her family have to handle when she moves to the US, half a world away from her childhood community. It was one of those books that I found I plowed through as I learned more about her faith, her life, and how the two have diverged and connected through the years. I read far, far less nonfiction because I tend to assume that nonfiction narratives are weaker, but occasionally I’m reminded that this is certainly not a universal truth – especially with Threading My Prayer Rug, a memoir by Pakistani-American Sabeeha Rehman. ![]() Most of us, I’m sure, have a preference between fiction and nonfiction. ![]()
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