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| Woe to one who believes in nothing... |
Jan 14: In the hollow of a tree, I noticed the entire paraphernalia utilised in worship neatly arranged...faith can really crawl in anywhere! No offence to religiously ritualistic souls but I'm not one of your clan. A
diya, bottle of oil, few idols, a bowl to hold some water, few pieces of
mithai...well, god definitely wouldn't go hungry, thirsty, unwashed or cold in case she decided to visit.
However, what leapt out at me from this scene was the precariousness of the way bricks were balanced to prevent wind from blowing out the flame. That got me thinking.
Does faith lie in the flame or in the bricks?
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