I can't help but wonder if I really have to wait in hour-plus lines since no atheist--so far as I can discover--has ever been accused of bombing or highjacking a plane.
When I was eight years old, my parents used to take me to the National Mall in Washington, D.C. We would go every week of the summer, spread out a blanket on the grass, and enact a tradition central to our monotheistic branch of Hinduism: singing devotional songs to passersby, often accompanied by a harmonium and brass hand symbols.
If you think Pakistan is all about bombing churches, destroying temples, Talibanisation, slaughtering religious minorities and forced conversion, I would request you to visit Mithi, a small district town, at least once. Mithi gives interfaith harmony a new meaning.
The choice, as I see it for a new generation of Hindus in the U.S., is not between the Hindu tradition or another religion; it is between being Hindu or being non-religious.
What do those two events -- a poll of religious identification and the climax of an iconic period drama -- have in common? In a very real sense, that last glimpse of Don prefigures the rise of the SBNRs.
The changes over time in the numbers claiming a religious affiliation should be seen as, first and foremost, a change in perception of what affiliation is socially acceptable and useful. Such a change, then, may be less about shifts in practice and belief than social perception and pressure.
While Americans are still much more religious than Europeans, the overarching trends, highlighted by Pew, suggest that American society is indeed secularizing.
Whether it's the Bible or the Constitution, every document written by human beings was written in a context, at a specific historic time, and is based on the level of consciousness of those who wrote them. Whether or not you think they are dictated by God, they are still fallible. How could that be?
When imagining a future for Hinduism, I believe that, true to form, it will continue to flow forth - negotiating new terrain as needed, at once distinct and the same, sustaining life as it goes.
Back on rubble mound, 16-year-old Mako Gali is smiling. Her smile, despite the loss of her entire family, is almost too much too take and she has to comfort a reporter 25 years her senior.
One of the most compelling vestiges of Hinduism's Transatlantic migration can be found in a tiny Dutch speaking country on the northeast tip of South America.
I first became aware of the Bhagavad Gita in the mid-1960s. I was a college student taking my first tentative steps onto my spiritual path, reading all I could about the Eastern traditions.
More than 15,000 women and girls have been helped through the organization's efforts, and more importantly, they have become a voice for women who otherwise have been silenced or marginalized due to pressure from or stigmas within their own community.
Last year I wrote about how the Hindu/Sikh teacher-training workshops in Montgomery County Public Schools could be a template for teacher education across the country. Since then the program has grown, galvanizing the two communities while allowing teachers to become more comfortable and empowered in teaching about Hinduism and Sikhism.
Over the next few days, I noticed that my kids came up with tremendous sci-fi material. One sibling fight even ended with an anguished, "I wish I had a time-machine and a magic mirror to show you what REALLY happened! She started it!"
I am yet to meet Lom Harshni Chauhan, but I'm quite sure that if any of the sort of unpleasant men who have been spotlighted in recent news stories about India got near her, she would leave them feeling truly sorry.