One does not go
To a restaurant
And pick & choose
A religion from the menu
What religion one likes
After “trying out
And testing it”
It doesn’t suit one’s “needs”
One goes to the “next one”
“Hoping” against hope
It will fuel one’s needs
Prayers may be answered
Or may fall on “Deaf Ears”
One has nothing to fear
if one believes & has Faith
In spite of that do not
Abandon one’s “Zarathushti Din”
By saying; “Sayonara
Fini ,aurevoir, adios
AufWiedersehen ”
Zoroastrianism doesn’t
Force one to go to
Fire Temples to pray
Or listen to sermons
Every Sunday
Or sit in a confession box
Saying:
“Forgive me Dasturji
For I have sinned”
He has no authority
To pardon any one’s sin
That’s where one’s
Conscience kicks in
One is the
Master of one’s fate
And captain of one’s soul
What one reaps in this world
That’s what one will sow.
As life slowly starts
To ebb away
We realize there’s
No turning back
That’s when the
“Light Bulb goes on
Whispering:
“Wish I had lead
My life a different way!”
Farida Bam
