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As my two-hour-old roommate called one friend after the other trying to find a suitable accommodation for me, I smiled. She barely knew me, yet she had fought our landlord against evicting me because of my religion (often labelled as ‘terrorist’) and lost.

She complained about the unfairness of it all to her friends and they were outraged as well. I smiled… because for every one person who hated me, there were 20 who sided by me.

This world still had hope!

Dedicated to Manisha and her friends for standing up against religion-based discrimination



I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at or through my Facebook page

4 thoughts on “Hope

    1. We are afraid of other religions because we don’t understand them. How much time does a Hindu give to understand Muslims and vice versa? I hv been blessed to be exposed to different religions because I shifted cities often. I hv studied in an Arya Samaj school that teaches you ancient Hindu beliefs, Christian Convent school and a Muslim school. I have found humans every where. 😃

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      1. Trust me, it hasn’t been easy because of family situation. I had to fight for each friend who came from a different background, be it lower cast or different religion. But it has molded me beautifully so as to always allow scope for agreeing to disagree.

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