Confessions I stumbled upon
Its Id today and I was just looking into my phonebook to see if there was anyone I could send good wishes to.There were just two of them.I was taken off a lil by this revelation, not one I was quite comfortable with.Had I somewhere got into unfair stereotypes.Well may be.But did this have to go on?Certainly not.Yes I confess, I had developed Aunty-thinking.Aunty-thinking???_Well, its the way the aunties in my society/colony or for that matter yours think...Sharma Aunty,Singh Aunty,Mishra Aunty or may be Trivedi Aunty.But now, I feel I stand for a time that needs to think and toe different lines that do away with this aunty-thinking.I dont have to know your religion to share my life and its joys wiht you.I dont have to know what family you come from,Sindhi,Catholic,Upper caste Brahmin..blah..blah..blah....What matters to me is YOU.You and Me represent one of the most beautiful animations of Someone(I would like to call it GOD) and there couldnt be anything more illegitimate than this that we are blowing each other up because I pray to someone you dont pray to.Yes, I am a Hindu but that doesnt have to stop me from loving you, my friend.Yes, my Dad is rich, doesnt mean we cannot share roars of laughter and words!Yes, I am Indian, doesnt mean I need to think the difference between us is larger than all that is so ammazingly similar and gracefully beautiful.We are both human beings..isnt that enough?
Well,I am really sorry,i got so carried away, but this time for all good reasons.I wish we all loved each other so much that it pained when we called each other names and shot each other to bleed.
You dont have to GIVE UP ON who you are, But also you dont have to GET HYSTERICAL because they are not who you are or want them to be...Its this simple!