I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit. Khalil Gibran Ever since I understood the nuances, of life, relationships, God etc... I realized that I didn't like the categorization of people because of their religion. For a person, who totally believed in humanity first, it became complicated when my grandparents did certain things because they belonged to a particular religion, or, because in the Hindu (read: Brahmins) culture, it has been passed on from generations. The silly superstitions like - waiting for 5 minutes incase a black cat crosses your path or not to ask "where are you going" to someone who is already at the doorstep. Or, not to talk or touch the maids as they are 'untouchables' and more used to irritate me. The rebel inside me refused to accept the religious practices in the name of God! "So, who is God for you?" I remember my G...
Here I was thinking that I have seen it all, just then, Life happened, when I was busy sitting and making other plans. Most of my plans didn't materialize, but whatever did, it just took my breath away. I guess thats why it is said, life is a paradox... My blog is my space where I voice out my thoughts...