As I ambled towards the immigration counter at Dulles Airport, Washington DC, I overheard a Black police officer talking about "self-discovery" to his White female colleague. And then something strange happened. I, reflexively, began musing aloud on Islam and paradoxes. I looked the Black police officer in the eye and said, "I know myself through you because you are so different... but, in the final analysis, we are all the same. And this is one of the central insights of Islam, in the nature of a paradox."