We have in one way or another always used religion as an excuse, as a culprit or as a cause, as a reason and as a path to life. Most times, we allow it to use us even without our knowledge even at times when we believe otherwise. It given so many names, there are boundaries drawn within each religion itself and we each as an individual stick true to our own, believing it to be better in one way or another over something else. There are so many derivations, so many meanings and so many beliefs that have churned out of a sentence or word, over centuries of changes and tides of time; it has now become a potpourri of revelations, each required at a unique instance in life. Add colour and the world becomes livelier, it is the same with religion as with everything else. Today and for years to come, each of us will believe that we understand it better, have our own unique meaning which makes sense to us and live our lives content with its meaning, understanding it to how we see it and believing it to be correct.
To many, religion is a way of life and in its true essence it is nothing but. The paradox lies not in the fact that the end that is searched for is similar though we take to walking different paths if not same but that it is that circle of life which to understand you have to immerse yourself fully but risk the chance of being pulled in into the sea of waves.
He is fortunate who lives in peace with his beliefs without treading on the belief of another. I do not know yet… is he?
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