Whenever I recall these two terms (Hindu and Muslim), my friend’s story starts buzzing around my mind. She is a Muslim girl and loves a guy who is unfortunately (for her) a Hindu. Fortune seldom happens to a couple of two different religions. When my friend broke up with her boyfriend I, too felt bad, really bad. I coursed
Our custom! I still do! Why these binaries exist when it is a question of humanity?
Some of our friends suggested them to follow their religion secularly; she said he would have to turn into her religion. Boy denied and they broke up. Thus, a beautiful love story had a tragic end. Why does it happen?
For me, religion doesn’t matter. I ‘m not an atheist but for me what matters is ‘faith’. No matter whatsoever the religion I belong, I pray to lord Krishna while sitting in a mosque and to Allah while I visit any temple. Why don’t I feel any difference? Why the hell do I feel same whether I’m sitting in a temple or a mosque or a gurdwara or a church? Is there something wrong with me or with these damned notions? I don’t accuse anyone’s belief but, the mentality! I often visit to a mosque of ‘Khwaja Banke Billa’ the peace which I experience there is equivalent to the solace I get when I visit ‘Sacred Heart Church’, situated in C.P., and for some people’s surprise I feel exactly same when I pray in ‘Bangala Sahib’. Why do I feel same? Am I an alien? Won’t I belong to this world? If I am like this then what is my religion? Or what could be my religion? Am I a Hindu, Muslim, Sikh or Christian? What I belong to?
Must I belong to any particular religion? Can’t we just be humans, all equal? Is it that much tough to worship humanity? And if we need to follow the religions then can’t we respect all of them? After all we have created or invented them. Why should our religions be so rigid?
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