For two years I had not been able to hold the “annual” Fund Raiser Dinner for the Islamic Center of Quincy. For a tiny community of Muslims that we have here, we had major internal politics and the issues divide us into those wanting to have the dinner and invite the public, and those that didn”t. Each person would be charged, and the food we would serve, would be different ethnic dishes from different parts of the world. And they ranged from India and Pakistan, to Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Jordan, Philippines, Morocco, Syria, Tunisia and Indonesia to name a few. Unfortunately, some of the members of our group are such fanatics, and think that all the monies we get for the building and upkeep of the mosque should come only from Muslims. To me this is ridiculous, to say the least. We don’t beg for money. We cook the food and we sort of sell that food and the money we get we use to repair and remodel the building we have. We are only about twenty Muslim families here, and when I founded the mosque in 2001, we had only about four families. None of these families here are so rich that they can just write a check for ten or fifteen thousand a piece as they do in the larger cities. I have always wondered why these guys came to USA. Why should they feel happy to receive a check from their employers who are not Muslims? Ours is a humble place and all I want is that we have some funds in our bank so that we can finish the building with dry walls and ceilings and roof or other sundry repairs.
For two years I couldn’t hold this event. This year in early October I decided that I would hold it all by myself, and if anyone was interested in helping me, they were welcome to cook and bring a dish. The arrogant people pretended to not hear my voice. But there were others who bent over backwards to help me. Each of them brought two ethnic dishes, and last night was the biggest affair, and the most food that was served, with about twenty different dishes!
Don’t my princes look so handsome? The last picture is of Noah and Sayeed, with Andrew and Zain.
The hall (kindly lent to us by a church locally), was packed to capacity; I had a table set with different donations from local artists and merchants to use for silent auction, which included my services to go to someone’s home and cook an Indian Dinner for 4 to 8 people. All the items were sold, and my services went for $500. The tables were choking with food, and I saw some plates that had mountain of food loaded on them. They kept coming for seconds and I had containers available for any one interested, to take some home for an additional donation that they could pay if they wished.
Needless to say the evening was a huge success, and those who had opposed the event, well I hope they can get the stench of raw eggs off their faces!! (Did I say that?)