… I wanted to thank you.
Growing up, I was taught to write thank you notes but I seem to have dropped the habit somewhere along the way. It’s been ages since I wrote one and I might be a little rusty but this seems like a good time to resurrect the habit, so do forgive me if it doesn’t come out right. I’d never have met you if it hadn’t been for Manju, so I really owe her.
You see, I don’t believe in organised religion. Yes, I enjoy hymns and reading Bible stories to my kids, but thats more because of the familiarity it brings. I say my prayers in the way I was taught again, because its the only way I know how. I am one of those people who are rather confused and don’t know where they stand on the Religious – aethist – agnostic scale.
I was quickly reaching the stage where agnostic seemed to be the coolest and simplest thing to be, but something didn’t ring true. And then I met you.
I followed you through your search for the truth. Up hills and down valleys, through ashrams and gurus. Through quasi motherhood. Not because I imagined you’d give me answers and I’d end my search through yours. But because I wanted to find, even if only on paper, someone who was as keen to find an answer as I am.
And I did. Now I know it isn’t important to have answers. That I don’t need to accept what is commonly believed. That like you, I need to find my own path and my own answers. And I must thank you for the courage you gave me. And for the hope.
PS: No, I don’t do reviews of books if I ‘know’ the author. I feel very uncertain of my opinion and I wonder how much of it is coloured by my friendship. I usually only write if I totally hate a book and want to do my good deed for the day by warning off potential buyers or then if I want to discuss something I read in it.
And I definitely don’t comment on structure, form or any other such thing because I don’t believe I am qualified to until I write a book! 😉 Which isn’t ever going to happen.