All I Know About Hinduism

All I Know about Hinduism Squealing, I adorned myself with bangles which followed my suit as they clinked. Combing my hair and placing flowers they contained the same level of energy as I did. Running around thinking I was a princess reality: the bride was the real deal. Tripping on the hard stone floor a gentle hand lifts me up puts a sweet into my tiny hands. Five years later I take my seat on the tile floor. Wearing leggings and a kurta like all others who sit in straight rows. Reading from the slokas on the poster making sure we say Om three times before starting. Clasping both hands we pray to every special guide in our lives. Understanding how each one of them has molded us. Five years later, I sit in front of my laptop. Wearing sweat pants and a shirt like my sister. Worshipping daily after taking a shower does not wash away the sins. Having a plan for the future does not mean I know what it will turn out to be. All I do know is I have friends up there who will listen to me and who will help me. That’s all I know. 10/9/2014