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India: ‘My Abdul is not like that’ — five reported victims already this month



Jihad Watch reported last Monday about the blood-curdling Shraddha murder case; the 26-year-old was strangled to death by her live-in partner, dismembered, and stored in the freezer for six months. The partner, Aftab Amin Poonawalla, has also confessed to mincing her intestines and flushing them down the toilet. Following in Aftab’s footsteps, a Bangladeshi named Abu Bakr killed his Hindu “lover,” beheaded her, packed the body in a box, and wrapped the head in plastic.

17-year-old Nidhi was pushed to death from a four-story building by Sufiyan because she refused to convert to Islam. Nanda committed suicide because her ex-boyfriend, Shuhaib, threatened to release her intimate photos on social media.

After marrying a Hindu woman, Akram Cheena took to his social media to announce his marriage with a picture of his bride and an invitation to his friends to “come, party one by one” and “understand” the code language he used in his post.

This is not the first time we have presented a list of Hindu women being brutalized by their Muslim partners on the Indian subcontinent. But why do so many Hindu girls fall for Muslims, despite knowing how appallingly cases of Love Jihad end?

Social media users in India are popularly terming this phenomenon the “Mera Abdul Aisa Nahi Hai” Syndrome, which translates to “My Abdul is not like that.” Abdul denotes a Muslim in the guise of the perfect “Prince Charming.” This discussion is not intended to engage in victim-shaming in any way, but a root cause analysis has become essential to eradicate this menace.

Compared to her Muslim counterpart, the upbringing of a Hindu girl in India is not focused on religion, religious beliefs, or religious segregation. Hindus indeed enjoy their festivals, such as Holi, Diwali, and Dussherha, but they are mostly secular and liberal when it comes to raising their children.

Bollywood has played a significant role in shaping the collective consciousness of the Hindu youth. Movies repeatedly showcasing interfaith marriages between Hindu women and Muslim men (never the other way around) deliberately mislead a young Seema or Divya to seek her “happily ever after” with her Shahrukh or Aftab.

Also, woke culture and pseudo-feminism have gaslighted Hindu families into thinking that their women have been victimized. This guilt has made all too many modern and urban Hindu parents overtly doting toward their female children. The good aspect of this change was that girls could pursue higher education and build a career. But those who failed to handle this generous liberty responsibly went astray and often found themselves trapped by “Abdul,” a.k.a. the Muslim “lover.”

The random Muslim lover takes up jobs such as gym trainer, tattoo artist, blogger, or DJ. He might work in a pub or be in the entertainment industry, or engage in career choices that give him easy access to woke Hindu women. They come with absolutely impeccable flirting skills that are hard for a young girl to resist. He presents himself as a tender lover, a gentleman, a feminist to the core and secular to the backbone — all in all, a paragon of morality who is one of a kind. The naïve Hindu girl mistakes all his deception for “true love.” Her parents had not forbidden her from seeing men from other faiths, so she is not fazed by this man’s religious identity, and he has led her to believe that he is an ardent secularist anyway, so she feels secure.

At one point, her parents, friends, and relatives do warn her, because they can see the red flags that she can’t see. But she rolls her eyes and labels them bigots, orthodox, and communal for judging her “beloved.” When well-wishers present her with examples of girls who have been killed and packed up in suitcases by their Muslim partners, she claims that her man is not like those other Muslim men; he is secular, religion doesn’t matter to him, he believes in “humanity first.” At this point she has been completely taken over by the “My Abdul is not like that” syndrome, and no amount of explaining will bring her back to reality.

Some of these girls get a reality check in a few years, but that’s already too late. They have been abused, married, or have shared intimate pictures that can be used to blackmail them. Countless women have been forced to convert after marriage and engage in sexual activities with the males in the groom’s family; numerous have met gory endings. The media again carries these tragic stories. But in some corner of the country, another Hindu girl glancing through these headlines reassures herself: “My Abdul is not like that.” The vicious cycle of “Mera Abdul Aisa Nahi Hai” thus never ends.