Confessions of an Agnostic mind

I am not very sure about what I think of God. Frankly, I've never given it much thought. It's not that I feel there's no god At All...but I admit I tend to laugh at people who fast on Mondays in hope of the perfect spouse, or those who say that I don't eat non-veg on Tuesdays...I mean c'mon! I really don't care about going for pilgrimages, apart from the tourist angle of it.

But I repeat, I am not a Non-Believer. In times of crisis, I do find myself praying. But, that's more to calm myself down, than to ask Him to sort out my problems. When I'm low, I do seek some kind of spiritual means to uplift me. But I can't go into the whole mandir-going, reciting-verses bandwagon. I used to find a lot of solace in the temple-down-the-hill on Campus...I used to go to church very regularly in Mumbai... I liked the peace and quiet that came with these places.... they really help you just calm down and forget all worldly issues.

But today when I went to this temple just across my house (which I think I used to frequent as a kid, but I must have gone there after 15 odd yrs!), I din't know how to behave. I mean it.. I was just standing, waiting for my cousin to finish praying. I folded my hands for 10 milliseconds I think, but that was all. And then when the priest offered to put a tilak on my forehead, I just refused! Believe me, I don't know why I did that. I even refused the prasaad that he was distributing. I mean, is something wrong with me? Why did I go there anyways if I din't wanna pray? No one's forcing me!

The boss' daughter

You know what's the difficult part about being the boss' daughter? People don't take you seriously. They treat you as either of the following-
a) Some dumb female who'se just doing timepass till she gets married
b) The boss' daughter- who you have to speak only in monosyllables with and always look down at her feet!!