My Religion

My religion is like my innermost wear that protects my body from the heat of life and keeps me cool. It is my way of living, the way I think and the way I argue and negotiate with the oddities of life to smoothen them to suit me. It is my life skill; making me adaptive to survive in the environment to which I belong to. It is my style, the personal most style which I do not like share with others. Therefore, I cannot afford to make a public show of my religion.

Do I need to parade myself publicly in my innermost wears and wares? Of course not, I do not want to allow any body to pass a comment of my religious practice neither should I be allowed to pass any judgement on your religion. My beliefs belong to my faithful practice and I should be allowed to do what I feel like. It is my personal liberty, my freedom to think, practice and use it for social and economic survival. In a free society there should be no public religion and every body should be allowed to continue with his personal well being.

Your religion should be your personal entity. It should be your personal property and in a bid to share it with the public or to identify with the public religion is like giving a thoroughfare on your personal property to every Dick and Harry. Personally speaking, I do not care for other’s religion so long as it is confined to the personal periphery of somebody.  At the same time, I do not allow any body to walk into my periphery with his religion. I strongly object it.

My religion is made of my personal choices, my likes and dislikes. It enables me a liberty and I enjoy to the most to decide what I should eat and what I should not. It allows me to pamper my taste bud and I develop it accordingly to thrive in the way I like. I don’t like anybody interfere with my choices and force his decisions on me. Very naturally and instinctively, I tend to protest and reject all such dictates. The locus of control over decisions and desires rests with me and I like to have it in the way I am growing.