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"When I call to my mind the temple, I call to my mind the feelings..."

Every Sunday morning, even when we slept late at the sleepover the night before. Dad always woke us up in time to pray at our mandir (temple) in the bedroom. To this day my best friends and I remember it like it was yesterday.

My religion is my culture, in the essence of my being. Ask me to explain it and I struggle to find the words to describe the feelings.

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