When a novel tells a tale that pulls at the heart, stimulates the mind, and reinvigorates the soul, it’s up to the reader of said novel to share their emotions and let as many as humanly possible know about such a profound reading. This has been my experience with The Wrong Kind Of Muslim by Qasim Rashid. In this harrowing discussion on terror, struggle, and ultimately hope, Qasim weaves a narrative that exemplifies the need for justice, freedom, and equality of the world’s defenseless and unprotected. Using personal experiences, research, and retold narratives from interviewees, Mr. Rashid allows his readers to see into the horrors affecting religious minorities in his native Pakistan and exposes to a seemingly apathetic world, the affects of our silence when turning a blind eye to a people and a community who’s only crime is believing and serving their God as they choose.
The Wrong Kind Of Muslim delivers a piercing and gut wrenching blow to one’s notions of civility, normalcy, and fairness in a way that makes you want to close the book and act right away. Educational, informative, and eye-opening are words that fail to grasp the emotional weight ensconced in each and every word within the novel, and once you find yourself at the end of the tale you find yourself breathless. A first novel of which this reader hopes are many more to come, emotional roller coaster is the best I can describe my sojourn with Qasim’s book. When you sit back and realize that the novel is not a work of fiction and absorb the realities of the barbarism enjoined upon others, it’s hard to keep one’s eyes dry and simultaneously keep your righteous indignation in check.
This novel isn’t about one community’s struggle, but the struggle of all who are persecuted. Qasim tells all their stories and shines a light into the darkness of the human condition allowing us to face our misconceptions, prejudices, and ignorance head on. The Wrong Kind Of Muslim does the world family a great justice by allowing us insight to horrors right within our midst and issues a stern warning and reminder that an injustice in one country is a reflection of injustices all over the world, each deserving of attention and a dedication to their eradication.
I highly recommend The Wrong Kind Of Muslim not just as a means to educate oneself about one community’s struggle, nor as a means to gain insight into the evils plaguing Pakistani society, but mainly as a catalyst for one’s individual awareness and duty to help preserve and protect each other’s human rights. It is well worth the time to read this work and I suggest that any who have it in their hearts to help restore the dignity of their fellow man or woman purchase a copy today. Qasim Rashid may be considered the wrong kind of Muslim to some, but his inaugural narrative is without a doubt, the right kind of novel.