‘That is true,’ said Omar. ‘The Koran rules every aspect of my life. It tells me how I eat, how I sleep, how I fight, and even how I will die.’ Omar paused. ‘You know,’ he said, ‘the Koran even tells me which direction I must break wind in.’ There was a short silence. ‘And which direction do you break wind in?’ I asked. ‘In the direction of the non-believer!’ Omar said. ‘Ha ha ha! The direction of the non-believer!’ Omar laughed heartily for some time and slapped me on the back.
