When I forget an event from my life, who do I call? (Not ghostbusters!) I call my mother or my sisters. Not my father. Not my brother. When I am need of support, who do I call? I call my women friends. I seek solace in their familiarity and in their company.
Then why is it that when we read 2:282 َٱسْتَشْهِدُوا۟ شَهِيدَيْنِ مِن رِّجَالِكُمْ ۖ فَإِن لَّمْ يَكُونَا رَجُلَيْنِ فَرَجُلٌ وَٱمْرَأَتَانِ مِمَّن تَرْضَوْنَ مِنَ ٱلشُّهَدَآءِ أَن تَضِلَّ إِحْدَىٰهُمَا فَتُذَكِّرَ إِحْدَىٰهُمَا ٱلْأُخْرَىٰ (...so that if one of them errs, then the other can remind her) we immediately don our feminist glasses and our equality cape and start tooting our 'we are more' horn?
Allah SWT in all His wisdom
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