The little child stood clinging on to the hand of his father as he tried to look through the crowd of people standing in the front of them. They were all listening to some person, whom he didnt know, standing on a makeshift stage, giving a speech about some other person, whom he also didnt…
Tag: Communal
The Difference Between Religion and Culture…
On one of our first days in the lesser famous city of Bandung, Indonesia, we hired a car to take us around the place. The driver named Md. Alam spoke passable English and we managed to have a decent conversation as he drove us around the city showing us various historical sights there. …
“I am Neither a Muslim, Nor a Hindu …. I am a Barber”, He said …
So I went for a much needed haircut today. (What!! Shattap!! Thode bahut bache hai baal.) Anyways, since it was around lunch time my regular barbershop was quite empty, thankfully too. There was just one guy sitting on the barbers chair as I entered the quaint little shop. The barber smiled…
Before Modi Arrived on The Scene, I had Never Bothered Much About Religions … But Now …….
Before Modi came on the horizon of India riding on his shiny new Cow, I had never bothered much about religions. I wasn’t raised in an overtly religious fashion and I had little or no interest in my own religion, forget the religion of others. Islam was just another religion and my Muslim…
Was Narendra Modi laying the foundation stone for Dr. Ambedkar’s memorial? Or praising himself?
BJP PM Modi laid the foundation stone for the memorial of Dr. Babasaheb Ambedkar in New Delhi, yesterday. It was rather funny that the Foundation Stone plaque had Shri Narendra Modi’s name written in way bigger fonts that Babasaheb Ambedkar’s name. Well atleast they still use only one “Shri” for him. But then again, I…
6 Year old Kid writes an Essay on “My Mother” ….. Must Read !!
Essay on “My Mother” by a 6 yr old kid. My Mother is very loving. She tells me to go to school. She makes me do my homework. But she never scolds me. My Father sometimes, comes home and shouts at my Mother or beats her, even if its not her fault. My Mother is…
Changing Clothes do not Change the Man !!!
It was another Hot day of March. The winter had officially ended and the heat had begun to set in, all of a sudden. I looked out to watch the people parading outside my window, something didnt seem right today. I bit on my walrus shaped mustache while playing with the stick in my hand,…