Finding My Religion

Yes, I’m playing with the title of that R.E.M. song

I wouldn’t say I grew up in a religious household, and by that I mean that religion was never really an expectation. Well, it was an expectation, but I wasn’t expected to “believe” anything per se. It was more a part of a routine. Something that we practiced as a family.

Going to other Indian households in the States and seeing similar home-temples (we call mandirs) in my friend’s house only reinforced the idea that everyone just happened to sing the same aarthis and light the same…