Religion has no bounds for Disha. She is a devout visitor of temples. She prays with her hands folded and with so much passion. She is so excited when lamps are lit. She wakes up from sleep and wants to see the idols in our god’s room. Its quite amazing considering the little exposure she has had to God, through the visits from her grandparents. And so unlike her parents.
When she was around 18 months, she saw a bill board with Jesus and Mary. She immediately folded her hands and closed her eyes in prayer. Until then I do not think she has had anyone mention Christianity or the respective gods to her.
We recently moved houses and now we are close to a mosque. Every day, five times a day, when muslims have their prayers, Disha is praying too. She whispers softly, words which we still are trying to figure out. Hands folded.
No bounds, and so free.