Human beings are the most complex beings on earth and no one can ever defy the validity of this statement. Right off the back, I’m not a writer but just like many of us I’m a thinker and I believe my silence is my enemy. And being a part of the world which demands religious sanity amidst the inexplicable and unremitting war for peace, I have a right to not adhere to the ridiculous interpretations of the prejudiced elite group.
What can I possibly establish by writing and wasting my time talking about religion? I have a vague idea of how to penetrate your mind to make you believe that before any segregation ever imposed on you, you were a human being with no deviating thoughts, ideas, and beliefs. And then we are molded by the undisputed generalities and we are made believe that our existence is a mere shadow of the society’s rebuked worldly interpretations.
I was born in India, a secular country with biased governmental laws. It’s a miraculous country, with huge diversity not only in religion but languages, cultures, and beliefs and it’s still astonishingly peaceful than one can imagine. Off course unless there’s a riot caused by religious extremists, or an errant caused by any intensified gesture of a regular crime which takes place only once a couple of months. And when this uproar happens, the first thing put under the spot light is not the crime but the faith, so then why not also just punish the God. “For every crime committed under a religion, the God will suffer one less ritual sacrifice,” that’s fair enough for a punishment right?
In one or the other way everyone should come to an acceptance that we human beings can never be perfect. We are just the results of our own environment, and we provide what we have and we spread what we learn from the society. The validity of our beliefs and thoughts can’t be proved right until we put it to test, but when we do have a chance to put it to a test we become insecure. As I said before, we are a complex product.
No religion in this world inspires or supports human degradation. But few take religion in their hands to mold it for their own benefits. I remember one time when I was traveling in a train; I was approached by an acquaintance of mine who after a brief conversation with me suggested me to be a Muslim because of my amiable disposition. I never knew religion taught humanity, or how one should contain his/her equanimity in public. I am just a product of my environment not just a product of the religion I follow. And if religion’s core teaching was to be friendly with people around you, then religion has failed prodigiously.
Being human is far more important than being religious and more important is creating the consciousness regarding the society you dwell in. Hatred in the name of any belief will only put us through despair in this obscure limited-time of life that we all have.
Religion and Me 