My babies were born after a great deal of problems during my pregnancies and a few miscarriages. Our closest friends were Sikhs who kept a piece of Nishaan Sahib under my pillow during my pregnancies and my daughters were wrapped in it when they were born. 🙏🏼
We took my second born home from the hospital after a very stressful couple of weeks of her birth via Gurudwara Bangala Sahib and dipped her in the holy pond for her first bath.
I'm an atheist but I have no objection to my friends who believe and have faith taking these mannats on my behalf and I respectfully bow my head in mandirs, gurudwaras, masjids and churches.
This has nothing to do with the Nishaan Sahib being furled at Red Fort on Republic Day. Completely unrelated.
It's just that I find it hard to comprehend any kind of hate towards anyone. How does it matter? Just celebrate everything, everyone and specially differences.
How boring it would be to be homogenous.
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