Pritam's Blog
The Curious Friendship
When I was growing up, no body was so obsessed with their religious identity. At least, I knew none.
We were not taught to be atheist. But we were not taught to hate others in the name of religion either.
I wonder how these same kids, when all grown up, became such religious fanatics. I wonder where all this hatred came from. I wonder from where they learned to wear their religion on their sleeves.
It amazes me to see these people I used to consider my friend once upon a time, with red tika on their forehead, yelling on top of their voice ‘Jay Sri Raam’ and spewing venom from their lips.
The ones at the receiving end have their own share of fanaticism to exhibit - skullcaps and burqa right from their childhood.
We are living in the time of absolute bigotry and zealotry.
And so, when I saw these two young girls walking down the street holding hands and chatting, one in a burqa, the other in shorts revealing her beautiful legs, I couldn’t help but smile…
I guess there is still hope… I hope there is…
On a lighter note, I heard, some of these Jay Sri Raam guys go to the gym and work out to the tune of ‘Aazadi’, the song from Gullyboy that uses Kanhaiya Kumar’s slogan. Like seriously? What are they made of?