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it’s not about religion

The stories from grandma don’t matter to us anymore as ours is tech-savvy generation. We would prefer to Whatsapp “What’s up baby?” to a friend rather than listening to those boring tales. But with all your patience if you can bear them, you are going to add different angles to your thought. Here, by grandma I have not meant only her but any elder.One evening, I was curious to know about the childhood days of my two elder brothers. They liked to have adventures. One day they set out in a jungle to collect firewood. It was very thick jungle, sometimes even elephants used to enjoy their leisure time there. The trees were too tall. They were late that day. It was almost evening and they were still in the middle of the jungle surrounded by tall thin trees. The sky turned black, the wind was wild. They sat down making a tree shelter waiting for wind to calm down. When trees, wind and the surrounding, all were at peace, they heard someone making weird sounds right above their head. My eldest brother told that he was afraid but he decided not to look above. “I decided not to give a wink even if the hell comes right above my head unless it’s in front of my eyes,” he quoted.They were there for a few more minutes and then reached home with their hearts beating normally. This little story of him encouraged me to think differently on the Almighty. “Which religion is the best?” was a common topic for debate among our friends when we were in our early teens. And either the religion with more participants used to win or it used to end up with a fight. At present age we are mature enough to not go in an open debate with such a topic. But friends are always friends. One day, one friend of mine just started a friendly discussion about religion.“See, among Hinduism, Islam, and Christianity, only one is the truth. The three can’t be truth, isn’t it? The true religion will exist at last. Do you agree?” he asked me. As it was logical, I nodded. I shared my views about religion and the God that there is someone who has created everything, I only believe that. I also believe that He does not want anything from us except we play it peacefully.“Exactly, but you should find out which religion he belongs to? And spread it to others,” he said.“Everyone has his own way of life, let him discover in his own way.” I repeated, “I believe He needs nothing from us, not even spread of his name.”“You are selfish man; you don’t want others to know the truth. Hunh?” he smiled. “You are not going to get through this world, buddy.”“If I need to spread something, I will spread peace. Let peace prevail. And if for this cause I need to forget Him, I can do this. But I believe whoever has drawn the sketches of which are a part does not want anything other than the intact sketch.” I expressed myself.“So you are telling you don’t want to find out what your parents want from you? You are not bothered about their needs? You will let them go in their own way once you get everything you need from them?” he questioned.“Oh buddy! Please! With all due respect to parents, they are not the one who has created the sun, the moon, the earth. They are human beings like you and me. They have emotions, they need care and we do have responsibilities towards them,” I said.“So you are an atheist? You don’t believe Him?”“How am I an atheist? I believe in Him. He is there. I just don’t think about Him, that’s it. Yeah, I don’t pray, I don’t offer him anything. I know He is selfless. He doesn’t do partiality.” “What you believe, what you are telling is just one chapter of a whole book. A religion tells you, where do we go after death, what happens to us there, and many more things. If educated people like you don’t think and study over religion, who will? ” He tried to make me think over religion; rather he tried to make me afraid of the God.But believe me, I don’t fear Him but a man. “See, like a flower drops from a tree, it might be that we have been dropped. And now we can do nothing except being grateful from our hearts.” I said.He was going to start again, I stopped him, “Hey, you hear ‘Aazan’? It’s time for your ‘Namaz’, go man.”
And our discussion ended here. Everyone thinks we should fear the afterlife. But I am with my elder brother. It’s simple, “No thought, no fear. Don’t give much thought to your afterlife and our appearance, better read physics.”