Hmmm….
Yes, I do. And also, no—I don’t.
It’s a strange answer, I know. But it’s the most honest one I can give.
I wouldn’t call myself extremely religious or superstitious. Yet, I do follow my religion in ways that feel meaningful to me. Every Monday, I visit a Shiv temple. I wear a rudraksha in a chain around my neck—not as a fashion statement, but as a quiet shield, a source of peace.
Lately, though, something’s shifted. I’ve found myself deeply curious about the stories and history woven into my faith. I’ve been watching videos, reading articles, and listening to people who talk about the origins and philosophies of Hinduism. I’m planning to start reading the Bhagavad Gita—something I’ve been putting off due to work, but my curiosity has only grown stronger.
Oppenheimer’s reference to the Gita sparked something in me. It made me realize how ancient wisdom has quietly influenced some of the world’s greatest thinkers. That realization was humbling—and intriguing.
Growing up, my parents never forced religion or rituals on me or my siblings. We knew the stories of Mahabharata, Ramayan, Lord Shiva, and Vishnu. But they were more like background knowledge—just there, like the sky. Now, as an adult, I want to look up and really see the stars. I want to go deeper, understand more, and reconnect with what’s always been around me but never fully explored.
So yes, I follow religion. And no, not in the way people often expect.
But I’m learning, and in that, I think I’m finding my own way.
Ladyink with love 
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