



The past thirty days took me to four places of worship in four different cities.
Each one belonged to a different religion – Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, and Hindu.
The church, the mosque, and the temples felt peaceful and serene.
I was there during non-worship hours.
I did not pray in any of them.
And yet, somehow felt at peace!
As I watched the odd believer walk in and bow his/her head in prayer to their God, I could not help but think:
Couldn’t we all just get along?
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