Posts from the religion category.
Faith. Belief. Miracle So, I'm all about that spiritual vibe—faith, positivity, and the whole miracle thing. Lately, I've been diving into this mythological book, and there was this line that really hit home. It talked about how applying chandan to your forehead is like a belief. The stick takes years to grow, but eventually, it gives you that color. It's kind of like how I believe everything will...
A trip to native is never complete without having the festival lunch at temple. The sadya served is considered tasty and precious gift from the Creator and hence the seniors in the family make sure that we attend it atleast once or maybe more in a year. It’s suffocating for me to think about visiting the temple in the sweltering heat, wearing traditional clothes(which until recently I couldn’t avo...
I enjoyed reading this book - should serve as a “Dummies guide to Islam and Indian Muslims”. It provides a lot of valuable context for Islam, which would save us so much heartache, especially in todays inflammable socio-political context. Especially if you are a well meaning person who is being bombarded by WhatsApp University sponsored by the Indian Uncle Bullshit Association - and want to build ...
The Sikh gurus have been the guiding light for the entire humanity. They didn’t just preach Sikhism which is humanity but lived it through their deeds and life .Guru Gobind Singh Ji , the 10th guru of Sikhs , was an embodiment of bravery and sacrifice. He empowered the weak and the strong, the people from all races and castes with the warrior spirit by forming Khalsa Panth. Khalsa Panth was really...
A good god is the one that tears up dry eyes. A good god doesn't forsake calloused hands.A good god fills the bowl of food and hope.A good god doesn't deny the hangman his rope. A good god is a dead one. The river runs red with the blood of the dead and the holy. — last 2 lines are borrowed courtesy of Zeal and Ardor from their song “Blood in the River”
Mental turmoilSelf-doubtAn enlightening book. Manifestation of disorder and chaos. Strong rhythmic incitement. Psychoactive substances. Some combination of all these equals a need to move vigorously and a narrowed focus. A mental haze obscuring everything. What rises is an unshackled expression of ritual - a self-absorbed form of worship of the inexplicable ego. It isn’t a visitation you bow down ...