Eleha, my mothers religion
‘Eleha‘ is how I hear them being referred to. If my spelling (eleha) isn’t correct, I’m open for an education. The first time I saw one was in 2004, during an official trip to Kano State in Nigeria. I was walking, carrying a back-pack and looking left and right for a particular address. I had written the number of the house on a piece of paper. Looking down the street, and at a distance, I saw a head-to-toe black clad figure coming towards me. Honestly, I couldn’t contain my fright; I dashed across the street, was almost hit by an okada and ran into people standing in a bus-stop. Everybody thought something had happened, only for me to turn back and point at ‘that‘, across the street. The people I ran into burst out laughing.
Please correct me if I’m wrong, but from the little information I have gathered so far, they are devotee Muslim women, who cover themselves with a black cloth from head to toe. They even wear black socks, gloves, and shoes as well. My Lagos sojourn has given me the opportunity to see more of such, and yes, they still do scare me. I would rather feel at home with a Nun whose face, arms and legs I can see, regardless of her religious orientation, than with an Eleha whom I have no clue about. Sometimes I wonder how possible it is for just anybody to be underneath those clothes, and yet parading around like an Eleha.
I seriously would like to know the details of their devotion, and why they have to commit themselves to such a terrible lifestyle, considering the weather conditions in this part of the world. Some Christian Nuns even still have some time for a little fashion, but none of such from the Eleha’s I’ve seen.
My major point of concern in this piece has to do with Eleha mothers, who carry their babies at their backs, covered by their devotee costume. The other day, I was at a bus-stop at around 2pm. I saw two Eleha’s standing together and waiting for a bus. One had a baby on her back….at least I could hear a baby’s crying voice from underneath the cloak. I felt so angry, twas as if I was the one underneath the pile of long black garments. I reasoned that perhaps the baby had been asleep, was now awake and was feeling the heat of the sun, compounded by the heat underneath those garments, which provided no space for any amount of fresh air. The little thing was just shaking its head left and right, as if it wanted to dislodge its head from the garment covering it, rubbing over it and making it feel so uncomfortable. The Eleha woman backing the child didn’t even pay a single attention to the pitiable thing. I believe the baby’s hands were tied inside the wrapper; else it could have pulled the garment to one side or the other. Honestly, I felt so bad at how a child could be made to pass through such inconveniences, all in the name of the religion of its mother.
My mind walked up and down:
- what if the baby could make a choice, would it choose to abide under its Eleha-mothers garments?
- what if the child was suffocating, or needed help in public? how would the mother see her baby and take necessary precautions?
- how could people call the attention of the mother to her child, when neither she or the general public can see what she is carrying on her back?
- I thought about human rights, baby rights, my rights, the rights of the child, child abuse etc.,
It crossed my mind that it was possible for:
- these women or just anybody dressed like an Eleha to carry dead children on their backs around town and no one would ask them questions because we all feel they are ‘Eleha’ – not to be disturbed,
- child kidnapers to carry stolen kids, drugged and asleep, and then transport them from one location to another while under Eleha devotee garments,
- wanted men, wanted women, thieves, armed robbers, and anyone with a dangerous intention and weapon to safely conceal such under this disguise.
If it so happens that evil minded people make use of Eleha garments, we would all be pointing fingers at some innocent faith. I thought about terrorists, I thought about Niger Delta extremists(threatening fresh attacks as from September 3rd)unleashing terror in Lagos, especially in markets and crowded areas, all under Eleha disguise, truly many things really crossed my mind.
I wondered if the Nigerian police are allowed to conduct a body search of Elehas, just like they could demand to search a civilian man or woman. I think I heard something of the child rights act in the news sometime ago. I do not know if this still holds water, and if related-NGOs are thinking about what I’m talking about here.
Questions still bothering my mind:
- can’t these Eleha women be instructed not to carry their babies on their backs, and underneath their garments, especially in public. I do not think it would be too much to consider the ‘right of convenience’ of the child suffering underneath those garments.
- would it be wrong that such Eleha’s would employ a non-Eleha house-maid to help them carry their babies, especially when in public?
- how do we know a real Eleha from a fake one, especially in Lagos state where no one has the time to ‘observe’ he/she who passes by?
- what is the English term/equivalent for Nigerian Eleha’s?
- what makes Eleha’s different from the normal muslim ladies? At what point in the Islamic religion does a non-Eleha sister become an Eleha or vice-versa?
- How do these people get an education? go to the University? how do they survive among normal clothed folks? how do they find boy-friends, fiancées or husbands? I’m just curious on this one.
- And what is the exact reason why their faces are covered, covered with their black cloak?
Mind you, I have a couple of Islamic-faith’d friends, and as much as we’ve exchanged information about our families, I haven’t found someone(a Muslim male/female) whose mother is an Eleha……or perhaps there are, who don’t want to talk about it. Thats why I’ve titled this piece: ‘Eleha, my mothers religion’. What I started with was: ‘Eleha, between religion and human rights’.
Please, I’m just curious.
Happy Ramadan to all my Muslim brothers and sisters.!! I think I heard the fasting starts today?







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