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my parents' faith |
i was always very sceptical about faith, but in my
childhood, i did not know better. also, it seemed to work for my parents, and i
did not question what i was being taught. one more reason i was ‘religious’ was
because the flavour of religion i was being taught by my parents and
schoolteachers was very moderate. be tolerant, love everyone, do no harm. that
kind of stuff. didn’t seem to hurt to believe
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my imaginary friend strongest! |
then, i started to read, and think for myself and talk to
people. i also began to see the roots of the evil i saw around myself, whether
it was the blood-stained past i, as an indian passport holder, have, or the
murderous riots i witnessed first-hand in delhi and then in mumbai, or the
pure, irrational hatred of man against man that was based on nothing else but
the direction in which he chooses to bend or the food he eats or avoids or the
dress he wears. i also saw the rabidity in forcing co-religionists to adhere
and the ridicule towards other-religionists. i saw the origins of the caste
system and the practice of ‘honour’ killings. i saw the fraud perpetrated by ‘godmen’
and the blind faith people have in them…and i saw the babri masjid being
demolished in 1992, the bombs, the killings and the speeches…the hate. and i
gave up religion
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different names, same game |
however, something else happened in the same time. as i
became more and more anti-religion, i also saw other things that i had not
noticed before: astrology, numerology, palmistry, homoeopathy, vastushastra,
feng shui, reiki, aura therapy and all the rest of it. i realised that i
thought them amusing, but eventually started to understand that they actually
were harming me and the society i (and my loved ones) chose to live in. i started
to speak out. i read more, debated more and built arguments for myself first,
and then for others, as to why we must question everything
and one day, i got into an argument with someone about
religion…and i realised that i am not an atheist, or at least, not JUST as atheist
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russell's teapot? it exists! |
to be honest, to declare one to not believe in any one particular thing or belief is
really giving that belief way too much importance. though religion is important
in the sense that it (and its practice by others) affects my life directly and
indirectly, i also do not believe in superman. and i do not believe in the
flying tea-pot. and i do not believe in fairies. so, in that sense, i am an
a-supermanist, an a-teapotist, an a-faireist. how many things do i have to
declare that i do not believe in? that raises the question: am i defined by
what i do NOT believe in or by what i, in fact, DO? my identity cannot be a
factor of who i am not! it must define and identify who i am. this post is a
move towards just such a clarification of my own identity to those who care to
know
so, if i am not an atheist, how do i see myself? i prefer to
call myself a rationalist. it is a more positive identity than being a
non-believer in god. as a rationalist, everything i do now makes sense, even
things i do not believe in. i now see no need to tell others whether i believe
in sorcery or witchcraft if not god, or if i believe in the satan, or if i
believe in ‘some power’ (you’d be surprised how many of us in india are
confronted by this: “you have to agree that there is SOME power that controls
everything. you call it science. we call it god”!!) or if i believe ‘at least’
in spirituality (theists are very concerned about someone who questions EVERYTHING
and does not believe in ANYTHING at face value. they cannot fathom how such a
person can exist!).
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am i moral? you bet! and with better reasons |
my being a rationalist answers all questions, and more
importantly, puts me at ease…and at peace, knowing that my own identity is not
a reflection of something negative about me, but a manifestation of my
positivism
it also defines everything else about me, and answers all questions, from my political beliefs to my medical preferences. the only thing it leaves out is art and relationships...and i think that is what makes me human. so, i guess, i'll let the only parts of myself i allow to be irrational (art and relationship) be that way, till i can find something better to explain them with :-). but otherwise, for almost everything else, my being a rationalist explains all
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well,what are you waiting for? |
so, once again, for those who missed the point: i am NOT
SIMPLY an atheist, i am a RATIONALIST. so there!
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