Rakhya Bandhan: Taliban needs to learn the respect for Sisters.

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Rakhya Bandhan is the Hindu festival of brothers and sisters, but spread across all religions,cast and class in India as well as South Asian.In the months of August(Srabana in Hindu calender, on the day of Rakhya Bandhan the sisters tie a red thread on the right wrist of her brother.The brother in return gifts his sister dress, sweets and vows to protect her at every steps of life.Sister banks upon her brother in every time of crisis.This is India and its culture.

A sister tying Rakhi on his younger brother.

Taliban Culture:. Taliban teaches otherwise.The Taliban religion ( not Allah’s teachings) consider covering of face of their sisters is ultimate protection.The Taliban men covers their sisters with Burka from head to toe.In stead of chocolate as gift ,the Taliban men put a bullet on the head of his sister.

Photo from Google
Photo from Google

On this Rakhya Bandhan day I wish good sense prevails in the Talibanies and their supporters, Pakistanis in perticular.May the Pakistanis who are well acquainted with the Indian teachings of Love & Respect for the sisters can teach their Talibani friends in Afghanistan.

I wish the teachings of Rakhi reach the Taliban.Wish the sisters are protected , not butchered by Talibans.Rakhya Bandhan-An Indian festival.

A Rakhi on the wrist of brother

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3 thoughts on “Rakhya Bandhan: Taliban needs to learn the respect for Sisters.

  1. Narayan Tushar Kaudinya – Hi, I am Narayan Kaudinya. And i welcome you on this journey, the Road to Nara ! I am an Ethnographer and a practicing Indologist. I did my masters in History and further learnt Sanskrit, Yoga and Nerve-therapy. At 24, pushing most academic sounding, office sitting works away, i felt compelled to know and understand the world and my country, Bharat/India. I travelled, and as it happened i took up teaching in Kashmir and further up in the remote villages of Baltistan in the foothills of Karakoram Ranges. For around three years and many states later there came a time when i felt that it was only while teaching i learnt how to laugh, to see, feel, breathe, love and cry -with children, and mostly resource-less parents in the harshest-freezing border conditions. I write, and work as a documentary photographer and Filmmaker, with numerous published, exhibited and some awarded stories. In my travels and life i have let nature lead me, the divine mother, and as a Yogin, my resolve here is to share my experiences and thoughts as honestly, and through them to blossom in everyone the power and possibility in pursuing your breath, that you seek your true nature with courage and curiosity. Here, on this road i will share my spirit, my love for nature, the elements of life that are us. And in doing so, i'll be happy to see you along.
    Narayan Kaudinya says:

    Lovely, well had they had respected loved, animals and other beings, it wouldnt have have been what they are today. Your blog is wonderful. Do you live in Odisha bubun ?

    Narayan x

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